Is it really greener on the other side?
Seven years ago, on the Saturday before Easter Sunday, Good Friday already passed, my leg cast was blue. I was standing outside your locked...
Author Archives: Michael Gray
Dad in the Rain
This morning I remembered an old dream. In the dream I am upstairs In the house I grew up in My father is outside...
Water Gets Around
Each breath rapid and searing Expelling clouds of crystals Into the thin cold air Each step a marathon Tenzing Norgay knows the way And...
Three Arms Better Than One
It’s so nice to see you Stepping up and doing so much That I used to do. It’s almost worth falling And breaking my...
Birds of a Feather-two
Like a dark bird of prey You flew through my mind Never pausing or landing, clearly Carrying a message too terrible to tell. I...
Birds of a Feather
Like a black bird of prey You fly through my mind Not pausing in flight, never landing, You must carry a message too terrible...
Dry River Bed
I rarely speak the truth Instead, holding back, Secretly assured That the sky will never open. But then it happens, A thought, a feeling,...
Trust and Suspicion
A question has come into focus in the past few days, because two people who provide me with a moral compass I value, have...
Take Two
Two by two we walk Under the canopy of the heavens Hoping the heavens that give us heart Are watching and wondering what we’ll...
Our Moment
Is there a moment When everything changes When we and our world Feel a moment of grace? But if only the world Quite apart...