And yet there
I said it
Not the fearful
Three words that
Are pre mature
And often lobbed
As blissful thinking
No this word
Means something more
It transcends one
Into something more
Than two it’s
A conjunction of
Sorts it’s us
Category: Creativity
Tree
And there I
Found you in
The forest glen
Standing tall majestic
Tree limbs spread
Like many arms
Cut you down
I did and
Made you mine
Decorated you with
Memories and small
Star like lights
Sang to you
Surrounded you with
Gifts tied in
Pretty colors and
Then after the
Season I undressed
You and left
You curbside why
Do I waste
Such beauty on
My own folly
DrowsyMorn
The day starts
Sleepy and dull
Like tarnished teapots
Put to boil
Promising heat and
Tea colorless like
Sleep masks the
Greens fade and
Blend like watercolors
Everything is quiet
Even the colors
Drowsy morning here
EveningHere
The sky growls
As cloud like
Planes fly low
Overhead blemishing low
Sun in shadow
Cars buzz by
Like busy ants
Hurried by the
Days end as
Children like little
Raccoons bed down
In downy burrows
Evening in Charlotte
HereNot (for Christopher)
When I kiss
You I kiss
You and not
Just your lips
When I like
You I like
You not just
Your jokes when
I love you
I love you
Not just when
You’re here but
When you’re not
