Possibilities

The sun kisses me 
with possibilities it warms
my darkest corners and
the wind carries with
it my love affection
and care like elm
paratroopers spinning spinning round
and landing somewhere new
I live for love
for hope and how
to remain in the
sun basking in the
idea of happiness found

GetUpGo

I don’t want to 
I know I must
I must get up
get dressed get out
and get on with
my early morning routine
of coffee and jazz
and the awaited sunrise
but I stop pausing
to look back at
your back your face
turned away as if
to say just go
So go I do
missing you more with
each step than the
one before the last

SomethingToo

There’s just something 
just something about
something about jazz
about jazz and
clouds and coffee
and my cigar
but the something
that’s even better
than just something
is that when
I’m done with
these somethings then
I get to
go back upstairs
to you my
only real something

DearWhomever

Dear whomever you are 
and wherever you may
be I promise you
this we’ll find each
other in most unlikely
ways and unusual circumstances
we will be surprised
not because we did
but because we actually
did oh I know
here I sit musing
no different than giddy
girls leafing through magazines
and falling in love
but this I know
too whomever you are
you are my last
love my best love
the love which will
carry me above and
beyond and into eternity
and this last love
is my forever love
for love like life
is built upon the
shoulders of many other
failures standing the tallest
and burning the brightest

MyPlank (to my lovers)

The notes of DeBussy
take me in one
direction and the coffee
in another while you
still sleep next to
me your breathing reminding
me that I’m alive
even as I write
for both the music
and all the coffee
lifts me far beyond
this bed overlooking mountains
and somewhere else beyond
you there my plank
sleeping going somewhere else
on your dreams adventure