I was invited back in September to collaborate on a Rengay-style poem with David of Skeptic’s Kaddish, and I was truly honored. It was my first time trying the form, and I learned a lot while having fun exploring it with David, who is a wonderful writer. This week he asked me to create another one with him, and it was just as enjoyable and inspiring. I hope everyone enjoys the poems as much as we enjoyed writing them.💕

Quiet Blossom by David and Grace

walk slowly beneath the trees
I inhale the quiet air
feel deep roots under my feet – GR

ancestors call forth softly
through the marrow of old stones – DB

worn wounds no longer whisper
they sleep soundly in my bones
the past fades like morning fog – GR

squirrel buries nuts
forgetting by dinnertime
where its trove lies hid – DB

new seeds grow where loss once lived
life remembers yet moves on -GR

knees scrape on gravel
mother gathers her toddler
before the tears fall – DB

What Lies Below by David and Grace

smart from the waist up—
nobody on Zoom suspects
my boxers below – DB

a soft breeze drifts through the room
truth wavers dangerously – GR

cool tingles gather
tiny strands rise in the wind
chills pulse over skin – DB

curtains tremble light
secrets brush the open air
breath holds, almost told – GR

pressure surges suddenly
I turn off screenview and bolt – DB

chair quickly swivels
waist up lies echo softly
bashful boxers bow – GR