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One Breath

July 31, 2026 by Rosemerry

from the same trumpet 
emerges this song with both legs broken,
this song rising on triumphant wings 

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One Reflection

July 30, 2026 by Rosemerry

standing in the garden
I gaze into the first sunflower—
mirror with a golden frame

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The Dream 

July 29, 2026 by Rosemerry


 
In the small gray boat
I floated into the lock
and found myself closed in
the giant metal chamber. 
Water poured down the end wall,
and I was terrified
by the roar of the spillage,
aware I had no motor, 
no sail, no oars, no way
to escape the lock.
But inch by inch, foot by foot,
my boat was lifted 
by the growing depths 
and I was lifted with it
until the lock opened
and my boat flowed out 
into new higher waters.
How is it sometimes 
when we cannot imagine 
what comes next, 
the world shows us 
how the unimaginable 
happens, and all that is asked
of us is presence and patience?
Released, I still had no way
to steer the boat, 
no way to navigate
toward what came next,
but the sun attached 
a beam to the bow
and pulled me moment
by shining moment
into the open waves. 
 

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Newborn Soul

July 28, 2026 by Rosemerry

 

 
 
For an hour I held
the new child in my arms,
watched her eyes flutter
open and closed and open
and closed again, held
her through the jolt 
of her startle reflex,
held her as she resettled 
into quiet contentment
in the unfamiliar body. 
The hands know what
the mind cannot fathom.
Just two days ago, I sat
beside an old man
with bright eyes and 
a thick German accent. 
He told me, Most people
don’t know how wonderful
they are. My whole body 
startled at his words, 
aware of all the insecurity
and worry I carry, then
softened, softened, as if I, too, 
were newly born, learning 
for the first time 
what it means to be
wonderful.

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Spontaneous 

July 27, 2026 by Rosemerry


 Somewhere, Warren writes me in his letter,
somewhere right now the Lutherans
are singing “For the Beauty of the Earth,”
and though I am sitting on a plane as I read his words,
I am standing in the grand auditorium 
with the other first sopranos in All State Choir
and our voices soar and build and rise 
as the tenors and altos swell beneath us 
and we weave a trill through the height 
of a phrase, and my whole body has bloomed 
into praise on that stage and I, 
for the first time, am no longer singer 
but song. Now, almost forty years later
all I have to do is trace that moment 
with the softest fingers of memory and 
I’m weeping in 10B, soggy with old ecstasy. 
How is it such power was stored somewhere
in my cells, enough to take me from zero to puddle
in two seconds flat, and how much more 
latent beauty is hiding inside this aging vessel
somewhere beneath old TV jingles and daily drivel
and heartbreaking news and yellowed layers of guilt
just waiting for me to touch it? 


 

 

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One on Tap 

July 27, 2026 by Rosemerry


 
pouring time 
into the shape of this question—
how do I serve life?

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One Inevitable

July 25, 2026 by Rosemerry

 
he’s a slot canyon
just wanting to hold things close—
then, there’s all that rain

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Among Strangers

July 25, 2026 by Rosemerry


 
 
I sat for hours in concourse A,
the plane delayed, delayed again,
surrounded by a young mother 
with three hungry children and two 
elderly couples who played endless 
rounds of go fish and men in dark suits
on their cell phones and girls filming 
dances for TikTok, when I looked up 
and saw out the window a double rainbow,
ridiculously pretty against the slate sky,
and not wanting to be alone in my joy,
I touched the arm of the boy beside me 
and he leaped up and ran to the window,
and all of us stopped to point or smile
or make jokes about pots of gold.
We will never see each other again,
but for a moment, we stood together 
at the edge of delight, and the rainbows, 
they just kept getting brighter, and I thought 
it couldn’t possibly get any more lovely. 
And the boy smiled at me. And then it did. 

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One Peekaboo

July 23, 2026 by Rosemerry

hoping it finds me 
hiding in the shadow of the blue spruce
that glorious half-moon

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The Holding 

July 22, 2026 by Rosemerry


 
 
Alone, I am too small to meet 
the great weight of your pain.
Loving, I want to turn toward you. 
Aching, I want to turn away.
But yesterday I rested for a time 
on a wide gray rock in an alpine cirque.
In my stillness I felt how surely 
I was cradled by the world so much 
vaster than I. There, surrounded
by greatness, I invited your pain 
into my heart and held you there in me. 
I breathed in your ache, my ache,
and felt us both surrounded 
by vast fields of wildflowers, 
by the deep green shoulders 
of sheer gray cliffs. I envisioned 
I was breathing out love, but more truly, 
I was being breathed by the mountain, 
or perhaps  by life itself.
The weight of the pain was no less, 
but I knew it as a blessing, 
a gravitational force magnetizing you and me.
What a gift to hold the weight together,
to know in my whole being  
how miraculously we are held. 

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