AgainMorning (to Bean)

Orange sherbet sky

Bleeds blue azure

Glowing through streaks

Of nighttime rain

As birds gossip

About yesterday’s sorely

Lack of worms

Drink umbrella flowers

Curtsy and shake

Like wet dogs

Sending dew drops

Airborne and parachuting

Landing on chutes

Of grass sliding

Gleefully like children

Down down down

Steam rises silently

From coffee cups

Like elegant fingers

Of social matrons

Crawling between cracks

In bedroom doors

Knocking sleepy eyes

Last nights cologne

Blending with seductive

Columbian and cream

SoGoesYou (to Bean)

Let me explain

Like the moon

That we see

When we see

It most often

Shields the better

Parts of itself

From our view

Only ever showing

All of itself

Once a month

The rest slivers

Waxing and waning

However its energy

Continues to balance

Tides and affects

The heavenly bodies

Imagine a world

Absent the moon

Even just parts

Aren’t we better

To enjoy some

Most the time

Then none ever

For even slivers

Bring great light

To our dark

And cold world

Ergo for me

So goes you

MorningSong (to Bean)

Dawn is yawning

Orange and white

Erasing nights dark

Blues and black

A skied pallet

Of warm colors

Sleepy trees stretch

Full of birds

Beginning to chat

Dew diamonds sprinkle

Blades of grass

Like spun webs

Of sugar cane

Coffee maker gurgles

Gargles and groans

Streaming into cups

Two in hand

Spilling a bit

Kissing you awake

You kiss sip

Smile and wink

And like birds

Begin your delicate

Morning song repertoire

SummersDaydream (to Bean)

Greens dizzying array

Greeted you today

Mornings silence gave

Way to song

High and away

Like nymphs playing

Among the boughs

Zoe’s nails clacked

Across blemished streets

Like four-inch heels

At bar time

Pausing turning back

Sniffing and growling

Like aging Cossacks

Sun lighted polka-dots

Shone on the

Grassy toupeed lawns

As you walked

Behind her blindly

Sipping your coffee

During summers daydream

GoodMorning (to Bean)

A bluish sky

Almost gray awakens

Me pink streaked

Broad marker clouds

Begin to evaporate

As the Saul

Stretches and yawns

Beyond hunter green

Trees far off

Distant bird songs

Like music boxes

Repeat delicate melodies

Coffee maker steams

Like stationed locomotives

Sending this morning’s

Aroma to bed

Flirting you awake

Sleepy you stumble

Groggy you pour

Add and stir

Joining me here

Kissing good day