Author: randyribay

germination

poetry

i’m buried
deep in the ground
in darkness and doubt
reaching and breathing
dirt
but knowing there’s
something inside
fed by faith that
will be born when the
time comes bursting
through this brittle
shell shedding
this heavy skin emerging
into the atmosphere until
it blocks the moon creating
a new day from night
its leaves the sky its petals
the clouds its sweet center
smelling of mango
shining salvation.

when the fairy dust has settled

poetry

i marked the
inauguration with
feelings of trepidation

let’s remember that
“change” is not a magic
word made of sparkles
and dust, rather one
spelled with sleepless
nights, burning words,
and blood

let’s remember that
the “Dream” is not
a finish line to be
crossed, rather a reality
we must construct
first in our minds and in
our lives

and let’s remember that
our leaders cannot be God
sweeping down from the clouds
(or the White House) to pluck
you from your own troubles.

out to sea

poetry

inexplicably there are
days when an inextricable sadness
overwhelms me like an understated
undertow and i’m swept out to sea for days
despite your best efforts the lifelines you throw
are sometimes just too short but please know that
there are somethings one just has to do alone, like
drown.