I am tickled
by simple things
and this morning
I am beside
myself with glee
and my giddiness
changed my morning
kiss for you
from quiet affection
to startling confusion
what what what
you asked sleepily
it’s snowing it’s
snowing in Denver
sitting up looking
like a badger
poking its nose
above its den
it is snowing
now cuddle me
and kiss me
let us watch
this snow together
tonight and play
in it tomorrow
Category: Creativity
Dating
If I were
a manuscript unedited
how would I
separate my life
into some sense
by loves by
lovers by triumphs
or by tragedies
through rambling prosaic
trains of thought
or clipped vague
secrets and suspicions
how does anyone
make any sense
of anyone else
enough anyway to
be coyly entertaining
enough to keep
the reader reading
if only for
that first date
and maybe the
possibility for another
UhHuh 😈
There are two cars
which always arrive separately
one then the other
into the dark parking
lot next to me
one driver gets out
and climbs into the
other for an hour
doing I imagine that
very same thing with
clandestine driver number two
Heretofore
Why does last
night seem so
far away now
as though I
was loaded into
a rocket ship
during my sleep
and waking up
to find the
world but a
shrinking blue marble
slowly disappearing behind
me I know
because of you
next to me
a stranger laying
this new world
heretofore newly discovered
and wholly unknown
OnceBefore
I feel like a
runner who jumped the
gun not realizing my
gaffe until half of
the race was run
only having to trot
back with much chagrin
nervous excitement you know
but also aware that
this next time I’ll
hesitate even a half
second and what might
have been mine will
now be someone else’s
this is how I
feel now about dating
having once loved before
