As easy as it shone
Summer is over
Long nights are gone
Behind closed lids
New leaf tips arise
Bulbs push above
The memory never dies
Else we delight
In each day
And every season
Even rains fall
All year round
Eyes like the sky
After a storm
Mine clear
Yours clouded
Goodnight grey sky
See you in the morning
Let me take your photo here
So you'll always remember
The moment I fell for you
An allsort
How does sweet
Laced with salty
Match so perfectly
In the mouth?
Why spliced delights
Sit so long
On the shelf?
How gay colours
Say to blackness
Don't ever change
Yourself...
Knowing well
Never the same
Without the other
Many layered love
April may come again
Eventually it reminds
My nakedness
Revealing everything
Not a leaf remaining
Exposed but not barren
Shedding old stories
Just waiting
Frost and snow
Feral winds blew
Over rooftops
Firelit cabin
At high altitude
While I curled
Wistful and wondering
When the sun, like I
Came out of hiding
Leading me onward
Bitter sweet elixir
Courses through veins
Truth serum
Tried and tired
Confidants attest
Does it enliven?
Give wakeful purpose?
Determination when
World falls around us?
If the answer is yes
It is not addiction
Though why the need
To justify
A thousand times?
Shakespeare sonnet
This is not
But true love
At best
It occurs to me
While lying in poses
On the grass
To hear a gypsy's
Song strumming
But never yours
Is a crime
Lead me out gingerly
Tip toe on silken waves
Embedded with shed
Homes of crustaceans
Talking about homeless
A baby boomer
Teaches me patience
Let the body loose
Long as peripheral
System shuts down
From the chill
Conversation warms
To the gills
We wade, smiling
Two women who flew
South to nest
At twenty eight
Hardly recovered
Making friends
Everywhere we went
Till we swim again
Be well
I ask for one thing
The privilege to be near
To give and forgive
Give me a solid rock to cling to
I will not stray from
Its foundation
Build a home upon
Its firm terrace
Until then I float
Downstream
Looking upwards
To the sky
Taking turbulent rapids
With courage
Until I land on river bend
Becoming a platform
For those sinking
Downnstream
To cling to
Heart empty vessel
No sticks, stones or broken bones
Could ever fill it
Count the stars of heaven 