And like the
Start of one
Thing and the
End of another
Like the warmth
Of summer meeting
The crisp fall
Or the blanket
Of leaves comforted
By snow we
Have met here
In the middle
Of everything else
Category: Poetry
FutureEverything (for Javian)
And then when
Hope seems lost
A hand reaches
Down and turns
Up your chin
And there smiling
Down upon you
Is your future
Like a bright
Sun breaking through
The leaves of
Despair bathing you
In the light
Of another day
Turn towards its
Smiling face knowing
You are alive
Time
Oh don’t you
Know that it
Takes time for
A bulb to
Become a blossom
Or an acorn
To spread its
Canopy so why
Do we insist
That anything including
Love is immediate
Plant the seeds
Of curiosity water
Them with affection
And after time
A bouquet appears
PickPocket
And while standing
In a crowd
You brushed against
Me by accident
Noticed but brief
Cautious and concerned
I checked for
My wallet but
Discovered that the
Only thing that
You stole was
Simply my heart
SnowFlake (for Javian)
And then there
Right before the
Holiday I stood
On my street
Head turned upwards
On that cold
Dark day mouth
Opened awaiting that
First landing of
A snowflake on
My tongue that
Is what meeting
You was like
Just for me
