Rainbow’s chorus

 ‘Rainbow’s chorus’ Trgates,7/17/2026

Blue Jays may demand attention,

loud and territorial,

yet their beauty may be arresting,

over the rainbow

they’ll not call for us to join their melody.

Bluebirds steal nothing

only to find a nestling home,

quiet in their beauty

if we listen closely

we’ll find ourselves humming with them,

only to find ourselves

over the rainbow

singing too.

Cardinals bouncing from

branch to branch,

Redbirds they welcome our gaze,

saying hello from a beloved,

their moment’s greeting

gone as quick as it came.

nodding off

after reflection

our family of feathered souls gather

in our midnight sleep

the Sun, the Moon, and Stars

the Blue Jay, Cardinal and Bluebirds

welcome our rainbow’s visiting chorus.

‘some days, every scar’Trgates,5/20-22/2023(9 years)

some days

clouds paint too many scenes,

then it rains

while the sun is trying to peek in.

it’s difficult to see

through these drops,

you’d think your eyes would dry up.

wee ones screech between giggles,

in video memory recall,

skipping decades reinterpreting,

Mother laughed out loud,

proud of every moment,

that delight only knows a Blessed Repose.

happy sadness,

dry sockets find another tear -

some days,

every scar, every grey hair

replacing brown, auburn speckles,

balanced by stealth limps,

hearing those last days here within,

my turn no longer surprises.

some days

theirs and ours,

suns and moons,

dance together.

funny, once they said

Grandpa needed to stop driving at night

(was another twenty years before

he’d said goodbye to Grandma,

“Jesus, I’ll be right there. It’s time to say goodbye. I love you.”).

some days,

that’s what they are,

a broken strand of hair

found between the pages

of a beloved text.

today.