Noun

Person place or thing

Sometimes proper often not

Being this being all

Is what love means

Avalanche

There is now before

Before this before now

It hangs over me

Like heavy snow laden

Boughs surely to drop

As I walk beneath

All at once avalanche

Reminding me of then

Shaking it off I

Carry on slightly chilled

Pleasantly surprised by being

Able to remember you

Yet keeping you back

There and not here

Presence

I have been blessed

With the wisdom of

No where to go

And nothing to prove

No where to look

And nothing to have

No one to love

And nothing to leave

I can simply sit

Here enjoying the sunrise

And reveling the sunset

Knowing that things in-between

Have been absolutely perfect

TheDifference

One who you see

As peaceful and calm

Doesn’t mean that he

Has no demons it

Simply means that his

Demons no longer have

Him there’s a difference

Perfect

Someone asked me to

Describe the perfect kiss

A wind chime hung

On the porch’s corner

Playing a soft Autumn

Breeze at the same

Time the curtains dance

And all that follows