Stock

I have finally learned 
that the love of
friends far outweighs the
affection of a lover
Friendship to me is
like a hearty stock
the base upon which
you can add things
things that you consume
first but it’s stock
which remains to the
end finishing a truly
delicious meal and life

WidowNight

The moon hangs high
in the western sky
like a pearl broach
pinned delicately onto the
front of a velvet
mourning coat worn by
widows at the cemetery
slowly slipping behind the
mountains like the hugs
of attending well wishers
and will in a
few hours be replaced
by the sparkling pendant
of the sun as
the widow night takes
her leave and abandons
her misery for day
hoping for something better

AfflictionVsAntidote

In my long life 
I have finally learned
that what found is
far more valuable than
what is yet to
be we all entertain
the notion that anywhere
is better than here
which it could be
and likely it is
But the thing we
forget to add is
us it never occurs
to us that maybe
just maybe we’re the
poison tainting the well
and that wherever we
go will turn just
as sour as where
we find ourselves now
Before you choose to
go anywhere else make
sure that you yourself
aren’t the acidic affliction
but rather the antidote

RockyMountainMorn

I paint the sky 
with colors this morning
it’s a rose rouge
applied to an ashen
face meant to show
innocence and charming chagrin
dressed in blue lace
with bright orange earrings
which erupt when catching
light and dark heavy
shoes contradicting her youthful
appearance and reminding us
that this world is
a matron and Ma’am
in whose arms we
find peace and comfort

HeavensLanguage (for Bean)

Bean told me today 
that his little brother
at the wise age
of three admitted his
happiness was because he
loved Bean that’s truth
I reminded Bean for
only three year olds
speak nothing but innocent
truths which by the
way is the same
language spoken in Heaven