When first you
spent the night
I didn’t sleep
oh you did
as comfortable as
a bear in
a den at
winter’s own beginning
but I lay
awake assigned patrol
keeping guard defending
against your nightmares
who goes there
at the ready
but last night
I finally did
sleep content in
the sound of
your breathing like
that of oars
breaking calm water
taking taking me
out to sea
Category: Friendship
LoveCreativity
I stumbled across
a young man
recently who paints
his world with
colors and tubes
and brushes long
strokes and details
which invite one
into his world
so different from
me that I
sat staring mesmerized
how could he
see that which
I could not
that is until
he showed me
love and creativity
I then realized
show us what’s
always been there
but never seen
Fall
Chill changes things
be it affection
or dress or
pace or leaves
Autumn is called
fall for reason
at this time
singular becomes plural
one becomes two
as those things
huddle closer together
warding off the
chill changing things
ISee
When I see
what I see
where I see
how I see
I then know
why I see
when I see
what I see
where I see
how I see
you sleeping there
then I see
that I see
there I see
now I see
me there too
TimeSon
When I hear
whether near or
far that particular
melody I’m taken
back to the
first time I
ever heard it
and like the
early evening whistle
of my father
calling me home
for the night
I’m reminded that
despite my desire
to remain longer
I must go
for someone somewhere
on the end
of that whistle
and that melody
calls for me
it’s time son