I’d rather blend 
than draw attention 
be a spice 
or an herb
just a hint 
or a taste 
a little lingering 
and maybe less
a waft wish
or passing fancy 
as seen from 
afar rather than 
one of those 
often familiar know
who you are 
more a were
a once was
definitely a twas

There are days 
such as this 
when I want 
all to do 
is wander through 
the grounds groves 
and greenery and 
feast on the 
succulent fruits of
my labor instead 
here I sit 
on the back 
porch of my
life watching sunset

Every little thing 
that I’ve bought 
for my home 
in the last
three years are
like stones that 
I have found 
along the path 
of my life 
and gathered together 
and placed one 
atop the other 
making the gate 
that welcomes guests 

They said that 
they saw how 
we looked at 
each other as
though we were 
looking through to
the other side 
I guess maybe 
that’s what love 
really is then 
a mirror to 
the transparent soul 

I do puzzles 
not the box
or book kind
the people kind
the clock kind 
watching to see
just what it
is that makes 
someone else tick
studying to find 
the soft spot 
that one piece 
that will make 
the others fail