River (to Christopher)

And it came

As a surprise

A video call

From you after

A silent week

Like a river

Thawing under April

Sun the chatter

Flowed quietly as

Trickles at first

Then torrents of

Laughter and teasing

Awakened again alive

We seemed to

Grow back into

One another rolling

Like the majestic

River we are

Today’sMorn

The sky this

Morn is a

Sleepy white pale

Blue with rose

Quartz at horizon

Plane sounds like

Hot griddles hitting

Cold water even

The trees lack

Pop as though

They were painted

Saul back East

Hasn’t opened his

Eyes yet causing

All this drowsiness

BirdAngel

A bird on

A fence wondering

Where to next

Like angels in

Heaven wondering which

Soul to save

Next

Kiss

It’s often better

To ask forgiveness

Than permission so

When I kiss

You please understand

That I do

So with more

Regard for you

Than for me

NearerNear

And then you

You that appeared

Afar drew near

I saw the

Beauty as well

As the blemishes

That you are

For the first

Time I touched

Your skin tasted

Your lips and

Held your body

Now you’re nearer

Than near we’ve

Become one when

Before we were

Two