I think of
A cliff upon
Which I walk
On both sides
Are drops yet
The path in
Front of me
Is clear except
For some boulders
So is love
So is life
Stay your path
But don’t be
Afraid of falling
For if you
Do there will
Be another path
You shall climb
Category: Affection
Sandals
I spy my
Sandals shoes that
Have taken me
To places unimaginable
They keep my
Secrets like a
Priest yet are
Always there they’re
Worn as me
But without laughter
They hold my
Foot but not
My mouth they
They support me
As I wander
The beautiful universe
Bedside
And then quietly
As though you’re
Tip-toeing across the
Floor you entered
My life no
Parade or marching
Bands just you
Lowering yourself on
The bed next
To me and
Me
Feeling your warmth
This is how
You came to
Me this morning
YouAndDebussy (for Christopher)
And while listening
To Debussy’s Nocturne
I couldn’t help
But think of
You
It floated above
Me
Like doves freed
From a cage
And bathed me
In calmness just
Like your voice
NewMorning
And finally the
Sun has broken
Through like search
Lights during the
Blitzkrieg illuminating the
Giant green trees
Marching slowly towards
Me each heavy
Step uprooting ground
Cover scattering birds
And bunnies but
Now they stand
In pastoral surrender
