Fire

True love never

Dies it’s repurposed

Into something else

It’s not fallen

By strong winds

Or drown by

Rain it changes

Going from giddiness

To the iciness

Of being alone

But I do

Know that while

Flames of lust

Ignite the passions

What keeps life

Alive are embers

We will sit

And warm each

Other again soon

At arms length

And no closer

Neither of us

Sparking and igniting

Silence (the end of Bean)

I shall not

Write you again

You asked of

Me my wisdom

Of which I

Shared and now

And for ever

I give you

A greater gift

And harder still

My silence here

On these pages

Listen to its

Roar in darkness

And remember me

YouBean

Let’s see now

I’ve got keys

Wallet sunglasses watch

Sandals sunscreen shorts

Shirts underwear socks

Pants cigars lighter

Cutter one red

One white corkscrew

Jacket and hat

The only thing

Missing you Bean

ThisMorn (to Bean)

There’s morning chill

Buzzing around me

Like plump bumblebees

God’s blue eye

Peeks through soupy

Gray clouds winking

Like attracted teenagers

Bundled in cardigan

Throwing open doors

Far off lilacs

Rush in bathing

Me in sweet

Aromatic mid-summer smell

Odors of coffee

And buttered toast

Join me here

Like old friends

Bringing me comfort

Knowing wherever you

Are you’re doing

The same things

Seeing the same

Smelling the same

Just as me

EarlyMorning (to Bean)

Early morning sky

Blue almost white

Three vanilla cloud

Streaks hover above

Like cigar smoke

Cool air trapped

Inside frosts panes

Like aging dust

Mid-July’s humidity brings

A damp chill

While coffee mugs

Steam and warm

Sipping ever slowly

Feeling it slither

Milk and honey

Walking to me

Sitting and drinking

Smiling and winking

Dressed in shorts

Red zipped jumper

Knees to chest

Warding off dawns

Early morning dew