I had forgotten
the constant din
of life’s snare
and its cymbal
having lived for
so many years
in my sanctuary
I test drove
being all alone
and it wasn’t
until I lost
control to illness
did I remember
that almost every
journey that one
can ever take
is more fun
and easier when
taken by two
and that despite
my own isolation
I’m not an
island but part
of an ocean
Category: Friendship
Didn’t
It amazes and
too sometimes amuses
me that when
someone who hasn’t
in many years
in decades even
finds their way
back to me
and yet those
who were nearby
nearest and nearly
dear just couldn’t
or maybe wouldn’t
but definitely didn’t
If
If I do
it’s only to
share what I’ve
become the things
that I’ve found
and not the
the things forgotten
for those things
no longer make
or matter except
as a natter
of long ago
battles and wars
but maybe the
scars of skirmishes
seen and counted
in dim light
after or before
and then tales
of long ago
told around the
campfire of passion
BeanLilBean
I not only
watched you grow
up but your
baby brother too
it’s weird this
me slowing down
like an oak
way out there
and you too
taking root somewhere
else I can
see your blossoms
from over here
but I can’t
smell your fragrance
so imagine it
then I will
and yes it’s
just that sweet
LittleTree
Christmas trees
to me
are family
at least
while they
are visiting
telling stories
they remind
giving joy
they receive
our adoration
but then
they go
like most
relatives do
into obscurity
until next
year when
they will
visit again
