I have suddenly
Realized how fortunate
I am to
Live in a
World of thinkable
Beauty and to
Sketch such into
Words for the
World to see
There is nowhere
To go from
Here besides on
I have suddenly
Realized how fortunate
I am to
Live in a
World of thinkable
Beauty and to
Sketch such into
Words for the
World to see
There is nowhere
To go from
Here besides on
Sitting outside a
Hawk sits perched
Eyeing me up
Magnificent and statuesque
It swings its
Head from side
To side my
Spirit animal I
Know knowing that
It knows me
As I do
It friends we
Are as close
As a balls
Throw this beauty
And I together
Learning each other
I may see
With my baby
Blues but my
Fingers have an
Eye of their
Own let them
Dance across the
Keys of your
Ribs into the
Pool of your
Tummy and the
Dimples of your
Cheeks and then
Let me paint
You with words
Replicating the art
That you are
For all the
World to read
No matter how
Often I close
The damper memories
Of you somehow
Trail down the
Flue of my
Mind reigniting the
Heartache of you
Catching embers that
Were so close
To being ash
Then erupting to
Full blaze and
Once again scorching
The new growth
That sprouted atop
What was once
You and I
One of my
Favorite things to
Do is watch
You sleep everything
Else is far
Away and you’re
Simply there smiling
And listening to
The heavens angels
Rest well my
Love I’ll see
You when you
Return to me