the heat overtook her as she opened the door to walk the dog, memory flashed with reminders that “it’s the humidity.” the thunder rolled in the distance, rain imminent. it would have to be a quick walk, despite the dog’s urging to go farther. the thick air added more weight to the heaviness she’d been carrying in her chest for months. as the clouds rambled above her head, storm thoughts did the same through her mind. but then…then, a spark, a sparkle. the dew collected on the tender threads of a spider web shimmered like diamonds. and in that moment she knew the storm was passing. the spark would enable a flame to burn the heaviness she’d been carrying too long. and soon, she’d be the diamond.
remember when we walked out the door, straight to the peach trees?
how we reached up, grabbing the plumpest of fruits?
when we took a bite, how the sweet juice ran down our chins onto our chests?
the stickiness lingering on our lips as we sucked the nectar out of life…
She said the manzanita trees reminded her of me,
With their red bark and smooth branches.
I said that’s interesting because Manzanita is one of my favorite places on this earth.
She said these trees are sturdy, strong.
She said they’re beautiful and rich.
She said they’re like me.
I drank in her words, trying to believe they were true.
A night like no other
Burned into my brain,
Came out of nowhere
Darkening my door.
Filled with fear and shock,
Guideposts fell away
Hearing the muffler fade in the distance.
I sat in stunned silence,
January having just begun.
Knowing not what lie ahead,
Love seemed the only answer.
My rock and my salvation.
Not understanding then
Open-heartedness wouldn’t matter.
Parker cried for months,
Questioning as did I.
Remembering all the years,
Saying my goodbyes.
Trust had irrevocably been broken
Unveiled as months unfolded.
Vows that rung unspoken,
Wounds that may not heal.
(E)xiled in my heart,
You likely cannot see
Zone when I’ll be free.
(photo taken by Cherish Bryck)