Disappear
like that first 
warm winter day
that with it
promises of warmth 

Disappear 
like that last 
cookie in jar
a coveted morsel 
sure to please 

Disappear 
like so many 
others who’ve come 
attracted to light 
which they take 
too when they 

Disappear 

I only wish 
to care at
arms length for 
anything closer than 
that I’m likely 
to like and 
then that like 
will lead to 
very little else 
so let us 
stay like this 
close but not 
close enough to 
ever take root 
for me I 
belong to the 
wind but you 
belong to ground 

An ornament 
something seasonal 
is what 
you have 
now become 
taken out 
dressed up
and viewed
your time 
is limited 
to when 
and after 
back you 
go into 
box and 
under bed 
forgotten until 
next year 
this you
have wanted 
whereas I 
had hoped 
for something 
other more 
like fixture 
than fantasy 

I only 
imagined this 
when that
happened and 
this then 
became my 
new someday 
but even 
then this 
I never 
ever expected 
for this 
back then 
was my
freedom unimaginable 

And clouds hang
above the mountains
looking like petulant 
children about to 
hold their breath 
pink now red 
and purple too
as strong winds
push them aside 
like a dealer
clearing a table 
of its cards
and once gone 
the light blue 
kisses dark peaks
like a mother 
smooches her child 
who is headed 
out the door