OnBeing

Being
Being who you are
not who you want
admitting that this way
is less than that
understanding that over there
is an uphill climb
whereas this is flat
very few ever do
heroes and adventurers alike
have never been born
they have made themselves
into what you see
by accepting their being
Being

ThatSound

And it was then 
that I knew that
we were not finished
because of what reminded
me of you it
was the quietest whisper
something that without silence
would have gone missing
I was sitting alone
and drinking my coffee
and without a thought
drew my thumb down
across the lip of
the cup and the
sound at first faint
but when repeated reminded
me of the sound
of your front door
bell that very first
time I ever rang

NoMas

There’s a log jam 
The recently fallen trees
of my thoughts have
floated down river and
gathered near the dam
of my hands caught
there and piling up
not making it to
the freedom of fingers
So I wait watching
and wondering which if
any will slam into
the pile forcing the
others further down stream
and onto these pages
but for now I
sit and wait and
watch and think impatiently

IceFishing

I sometimes think that 
dating is a lot
like ice fishing you
get all bundled up
stagger out onto ice
cut a hole drop
a line and wait
and wait and wait
Then comes a nibble
then comes a bite
up the line goes
and nothing but a
bare hook so off
you go having done
nothing but feed the
fishes it’s always been
about the fishes and
never ever about you

ThinkDoToo

We all well I
do and I think
that you do too
do this thing that
I think well I
know that I do
I guess that I
well that you do
or might maybe do
too this thing that
But let’s not talk
about this thing anymore
let’s just do it
this thing I think
that I do that
you want to do
too with me now