Thursday, June 12, 2014


While I waited for a client who never showed, I had a conversation with fresh grief.  This must be what I was meant to do.  And now I am already on page 10 of a book it would never have occurred to me to read, were it not for the morning ride with my daughter.  I wonder what the day will bring... instead.

She doesn’t show up
I find other reasons
I am here.
It seems Thursday
Is completely reordered:
A text message here,
A book recommendation there,
A conversation
With grief
One month lost
And counting.
The yellow lily just begins
Out my window
Against the gray sky.
She doesn’t show,
Doesn’t call,
Doesn’t email.
There are other reasons
I am here today.
Some of them
I know.

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