Romance (for John)

I’m a romantic 
and as such
I carry in
eyes and heart
the emotions of
this my life
and I leave
the mechanics of
such to those
who as children
went woefully blind
to their dreams
of forever after

OldCar

I have a friend 
who’s an old car
familiar just not reliable
newness has worn off
leaving me with ordinary
a staple a thing
that much like me
carries around joyful memories
and has begun needing
more maintenance more time
away in the shop
getting tinkered and poked
and prodded with possibility
of it being this
or maybe even that
and now this last
time it went away
it returned to me
accepting that it was
just another old car
whose miles were behind
and no longer ahead

ThatSquirrel

A red squirrel 
visits me daily
I feed him
chestnuts wishing to
keep him around
it’s a squirrel
after all only
one of many
but it’s the
one and the
only one that
comes here comes
closest comes routinely
and this squirrel
has now become
my children and
my grandchildren that
I never had
the great fortune
of watching play

MiseryClouds

The clouds today 
are like tufting
laid out lengthwise
on a table
one after another
like the corpses
of fallen warriors
on and on
as far as
the eye sees
this morning’s clouds
herald a misery
not only seen
but silently felt
for anyone knowing
them this way

Pain

On this 
my journey
I’m present
to pain
of others
but not
from reality
I’ve noticed
that their
pain comes
mostly from
their avoidance
of it