TRYING

to write something positive
it’s too dark,
where is the peach sky?

to write about the universe
it’s too bright
in my cave of a mind

to write about happy times
it’s too muddy
in the past full of death traps

to think about how we changed
into these wanted people
we don’t fully recognize
is too hard when it hails in April

to make my dog happy
content to be by my side
his love, the one that never changes.

is the most positive thought I’ve had
today,
an ode to my d o g
even his breath is not as bad as I once thought.