BusyBuzzingBees (for Zaire)

I am not

A bee but

Rather a flower

Bees buzz about

Busily buzzing bouncing

Bobbing busy belonging

But a flower

A flower knows

What they are

Where they are

Who they are

And that is

Very very attractive

To those busy

Buzzing little bees

BoyfriendPrayer

Again at last

Again having found

Shade beneath the

Arms of friends

Not necessarily thirsty

Not even hungry

What I do

Miss most is

That one simple

Lingering kiss that

Pair of lips

That unlocks my

Heart like a

Key to a

Locket making me

Giddy and warm

And knowing that

All things are

Possible once again

Universe bring me

A boyfriend now

Footprints

Standing in the

Doorway looking out

Wondering where your

Footprints went now

That they’re covered

By a fresh

Blanket of snow

All remains quiet

Except for the

Sound of winds

Creating drifts making

Me think that

You’re coming back

But all that

I get is

Cold that kind

Of cold that

Buried my heart

Right behind your

Now forgotten footprints

ProblemsSolutions

I have discovered

In my long

Life that people

Fall neatly into

Two distinct categories

Problems and solutions

Those that are

Problems attach and

Feed literally sucking

Ones goodness out

Until what’s left

Is either husks

Or other feeders

While those solutions

Behave like breezes

And mittens and

Blankets on chilly

Nights problems be

Gone I’m looking

Only for solutions

Friendship (to Muenster ❤️)

I remember a

Time long before

This one long

Before you were

You and I

Were I now

Two goslings paddling

About a placid

Pond in Wisconsin

Noticing a chill

A sound telling

Us to fly

My wings started

To flap going

Nowhere until I

Felt your push

From behind sending

Me skywards looking

Back I yelled

What about you

Worry not about

Me but fly

We’ll be together

Again in a

Different life when

We can at

Last walk together