Gift

Too often I fear

My aloneness prompts speed

Which often appears as

Desperation but really all

It is is glee

For someone new occurs

To me like a

Wonderfully wrapped gift given

To a child who’s

Unused to being given

Presents where my humility

Overwhelms my own caution

And when I realize

That you’re really mine

I tear you open

Belong

Everyone has something else

To do think about

Be with dream of

Me I have me

To do think about

Be with settle for

Oh just to be

That else for once

To do think about

Be with and have

Then I would belong

MyLife

How I have chosen

To live my life

Tomorrow will be today

Today will be yesterday

Soon to be over

Only to be remembered

And never be relived

For living things once

Is all they deserve

ThicketFire

When I imagine love

I see a fire

In a dense thicket

Glowing and dancing drawing

Those near and far

To come and warm

Attracting all creatures closer

Closer shyly closer until

Each one finally understands

The why they’re here

At first it’s curiosity

And then it’s heat

And finally it’s comfort

Knowing that we’re all

The same and indeed

Seeking the same simple

Thing in the thicket

GoodGoodMorning

And like an early

Dawn low horizon sun

That moves across a

Cat tailed lightly frozen

Pond your morning smile

Warms me and dissolves ice

That has crept across my

Mind from night’s dream

Awakening teeming life that

My heart swims for

You making me jump

And dive into your

Arms with a kiss