QuietMorning (for My friend Kwan)

You have left

Yet I remain

Like the tide

Leaves the cliff

You have taken

Parts of me

There with you

Parts that I

No longer have

They’re yours now

To be deposited

Some where else

To make something

New for you

SpringCameHere

Like the spring

Came to winter

The thaw began

And warmed everything

That turned cold

Life began again

With one door

And one smile

Followed by rains

Of conversation and

Laughter and cajoling

And I bloomed

Yet once again

ControlledBurn

Sometimes in life

I set fire

To those things

Close to me

Not to watch

Them burn but

Rather to see

Which are strongest

This includes friends

Two nights ago

I ignited a

Firestorm call it

A controlled burn

Which laid waste

To almost everyone

In my path

For one reason

To give light

To new friends

And reduce others

To simple ash

Promoting new growth

NowMorningNotNight

The slow strings

Of the day

Started with patience

Until like a

Solo violin played

On some far

Off hill you

Turned to me

With your lilting

Hello sleep well

Actually I didn’t

Looking at you

Now in my

Arms and chest

I missed you

For in my

Dreams you weren’t

ClassicalMorning

And like the

Harpsichord of Bach

Your toothbrush infused

Good morning wafted

Through the steam

Of a Mozart

Minute as the

Thunder of water

Started like the

Mars from Holst

Moist and toweled

You dropped to

The bed like

The delicate notes

Of Hayden as

Your lips touched

Mine like Rachmaninov