poetry – Page 90 – Picking Up Roots

Eden

it is easy to dream
of a different life;
to place yourself
in a fantastical eden -

what's harder,
much, much harder
is to understand,
you're there

Questions

some day
might I add up
to a portion
of the sum of my dreams,
might I find the courage 
to be who I am
while realizing my potential -

or is it one or the other?

do I ask too much?

Sunrise

morning sky, a frescoe
of muted blue
and puffy, pink-hued white;

the birth of light
rising over rooftops
a new opportunity is born