If a word
was never enough
then what was
emptied I did
coffers of heart
sending gold skyward
scattering I searched
for but never
found that one
simplest of coin
Category: Love
Didn’t
It amazes and
too sometimes amuses
me that when
someone who hasn’t
in many years
in decades even
finds their way
back to me
and yet those
who were nearby
nearest and nearly
dear just couldn’t
or maybe wouldn’t
but definitely didn’t
Alone
Having run
the horse
until sweaty
I slide
off swatting
letting it
go in
whichever direction
it wants
for it
has taken
me as
far as
it can
and it’s
from here
I must
go alone
Things
Like some broken
record cup or
pipe you can
always count on
me to skip
leak or bust
just like my
heart once did
and when song
sight or smell
quietly comes along
those mists from
across the shore
make their way
near to me
here making me
miss you more
Stuff
Sometimes I stuff
it down smothering
and desperate that
the embers cool
turning to ash
but I’ve found
that the warmth
of my body
keeps them alive
and the briefest
of long sighs
breathes just enough
hope into them
that back to
life they blow
engulfing me in
the flames of
their lost love
