MovingPictures

Then I pressed play

And off we went

Two characters in film

Still life and motion

Flickering posing and candid

Backdrops and portraits portrayed

Our own little comedy

And now and still

These motion pictures and

Screen tests are all

I have to remember

FairyLove

When I was young

We had a bottle

Filled with fairy juice

In it was a

Halo on a wand

You wished and blew

Out popped a fairy

It glided and bounced

It sparkled and shimmered

As it caught sunlight

But when chased when

Caught and tried to

Keep it popped disappearing

Into a million sparkles

This is love now

At least to me

Born from a wish

Through a halo breathed

Only to pop disappearing

When I dare touch

Garret

Once when I was

Younger a lover rented

A garret an awful

Hole in the wall

Stuck way up on

A forgotten floor of

A home whose only

View could be seen

From there and from

There the city fanned

Out like a favorite

Bedtime story calling us

To dream the kinds

Of dreams lovers do

Quake

Sometimes I do think

That when we argue

We aren’t pulling away

But rather pushing closer

Like earths tectonic plates

That when words fly

We’re doing nothing more

Than figuring out how

We can comfortably lay

Closer together not apart

CityJazzMorningCoffee

There is just something

About delicate jazz chilly

City mornings and coffee

It’s like home here

Wherever here may be

And when you come

Out to me swimming

In my sweatshirt and

Nothing else to kiss

Me and sip mine

And sit across me

I know this much

City jazz morning coffee

Is all the heaven

That I’ll ever need