Now I know
How small an
Inch feels having
Been reduced to
That upon hearing
About you and
Him and him
And him and
Him and him
And with each
Him and him
What was left
Of me was
Pummeled into a
One inch piece
Of scrap metal
Of no value
Even to me
Now I know
How small an
Inch feels having
Been reduced to
That upon hearing
About you and
Him and him
And him and
Him and him
And with each
Him and him
What was left
Of me was
Pummeled into a
One inch piece
Of scrap metal
Of no value
Even to me
One of God’s
Greatest treasures and
One in which
We hardly recognize
Is simple caring
That outstretched hand
That warm welcome
A howdy do
Even a quiet
I love you
I have been
Very very lucky
Someone always cares
About me somewhere
It’s their caring
And not mine
Which helps sleep
Come to me
At my bedtime
Love is grand
A Verdi overture
A twirling waltz
With ball gowns
And black tuxedos
Love is sultry
A Chopin concerto
Written for piano
Violin and harp
Delicate and wafting
Floating high above
Until it lands
Like my fingers
Upon your lips
Love is sweet
And slightly bitter
A dusted nutmeg
On the foam
Of a latte
A bittersweet chocolate
Surprising at first
Disappearing into joy
Love is quiet
And horribly mournful
That wet Autumn
Day when the
World cries too
Knowing you’re heartbroken
Love is everything
Love is simply
Everything to everyone
I am tired
Tired of being
The man that
Everyone else wants
I am tired
Tired of falling
Tripping over others
That I thought
Were my rocks
But instead are
Simply boulders littering
My path with
Their own complications
Causing careful steps
As to avoid
Disturbing them when
In reality its
They disturbing me
Like a duck
On a pond
I have heard
The winds song
Time to go
It is saying
This isn’t home
Home is there
Way out there
Beyond your imagination
Here is where
Home let you
Be before you
Eventually get there