Free

Finally and at last

He said the words

We’re over we’re done

And now at last

I am free to

Be alone just me

Btw you have no

Idea how being free

Makes me absolutely happy

Freely free makes me

How

Just tell me how

How many times how

Many tries how many

Fights and how many

Apologies and how how

Often must we forgive

Please tell me how

Many wrecked vacations how

Many disappointing holidays how

Many separations and how

How how how have

We allowed us to

Get here how how

Can we look at

Each other with nothing

To say how do

We finally accept that

All of the how’s

Have ended here now

InvisibleDrum

And with each season

Comes it’s own surprises

Awake aware abandon acquiesce

Bud blossom befall bedtime

Curious crave collapse close

Dawn desire descend die

On through the alphabet

No matter the season

Whether it be love

Or life or time

The seasons always march

To an invisible drum

Heard by no one

Yet felt by all

Kept (for Jadon ❤️🫂)

You can’t cage a

Bird that wishes to

Fly first you’ll break

Its heart then you’ll

Crush its spirit and

Finally it’ll stop singing

Every time that door

Opens it’ll try to

Flee until at last

It doesn’t becoming far

Less than what it

Was to both you

And mostly to it

EndOfThings

It seems to me

That the ends of

Things either go out

With bang or sizzle

Either a shot or

A sip either a

Boom or a fizzle

Either an ahh or

An oh I guess

That most things end

After other things do

Affection or money or

Time or even patience

I do wish though

That relationships were more

Like clothes when something

No longer fits it’s

Blatantly obvious it doesn’t