To Find Meaning

Sometimes it is enough to search outward

into the light for purpose, meaning and truth.

Sometimes we must stand still in the loving darkness

when the light comes searching for us.

 

J. Pratt-Walter, © 2022

Infinity

The effervescent day

I met you was like my

fingers meeting my thumb

on the same hand

for the very first

 

time, and bending close

in a pantheon of sparks,

touching into a circle

of infinite marvels and

 

all possibilities unburied

by shaking out shadows

and finding them to be light.

 J. Pratt-Walter, © 2021

Opening Pandora's Box

Justice for Women

is Justice for Mother Earth,

and too great for mere words,

but our XX

Chromosome power

has been fallowing

for generations.

 

We are the lips to

Pandora’s riotous box.

We are stretching up

and primed

to spear her light

 

scribing it into our

collective mythology

for healing,

our dazzling souls

unleashed, flung

wide open with the lightning

of our XX convictions.

 

J. Pratt-Walter, © 2021

Hope NaPoWriMo #5

See how the winds

have shaped her hands to

hold hope?

So tenuous, it trembles

like a hummingbird’s heart.



She gently carries hope

to a nest in the midst

of the maelstrom and tilts it

into the bowl of tiny feathers and mosses.



Hope is so hard to cup.

She might need your help

when it seeps through the cracks

of her fingers.  Place your hands

like this around hers.  Together

it can be done.



When it hatches, when the nest

is no more, watch the wind pick up hope

and lay it softly into the welcome

of upraised palms.

J. Pratt-Walter, 4/5/2020

Dark Sermon

Tonight I am tall

with wildness

and the shadows tell me

what the light cannot preach.

J. Pratt-Walter, © 2018