Tuesday, January 9, 2018

1/9/18 Tuesday


For so long a time I felt your care
For so long enough to be with me
you are gone and I go where?

In lockstep, a bonded pair
In your heart my place to be
For so long a time I felt your care

Kept close at bay the walls of fear
Kept close the love of you for me
you are gone and I go where?

Once home was just one thought near
Once alone a place I could not see
For so long a time I felt your care

Only know from soul’s deep sphere 
Only love comes with no guarantee.
For so long a time I felt your care
you are gone and I go where

Sunday, January 7, 2018

1/7/18 sunday


Banners sky sweep shades of Prussian blue
Clouds softly stretched ‘gainst turquoise hues
On indigo edges
Songs from the sedges
Waterfowl call evening adieu

Saturday, January 6, 2018


Still in graciousness of evening 
I come watching the sun 
set in the skies amazing, 
for where that golden light 
gilds, there I see you. 

And mind these words 
of a songstress: "You 
have been gone long 
enough, just come back." 

just come back,
I whisper too,
through all i am,

I whisper:
just come 


Sunday, December 31, 2017


There is a sense of place, 
that I have found sweet and best,
quiet, leaving barely but a trace 
where love may now must rest.
Each close, touching yet graced apace,

Tucked in gently beneath my heart.
Mine for you and yours for me,
counterpoint, counterpart,
love placed so, set to softly carry
my soul sustained as I impart:

from my thoughts far you will never be
Having sought, and found this revered lee

Sunday, December 24, 2017



You wrote for my eyes 
I miss you always.
I read and reread that, 
Cry or smile?  do both. 
and, miss you as well.

Never imagined this life,
I’d live so alone
Where once I shared
All within your arms

we both knew
love gives no
Guarantees of forever

Yet I
choose: remember


Saturday, December 16, 2017


I have leaned
against the length
of your body,
wanting more.

Leaned resting there,
into your warmth,
letting my own body
soften into
along yours.

I have leaned in,
whenever seeing you,
into the idea of us, 
leaned in simply
for the nearness
of you.

I have leaned
yearning, asking 
for, wishing
to give more

Leaned so far
past center, 
yet I could,
would, with you
lean far.

I have leaned,
desired to meld,
for you,
in balance,

I have leaned,
trusting the fulcrum 
made between only
two points

Monday, December 4, 2017


Dusk’s treetops gold-tipped,
as you once brightened my days,
sunset hues recalled
past sorrows -small, stupendous-
to where life is still sweet.

Friday, December 1, 2017


What ever do I know?
standing by an ocean inlet,
sun off the turbulent currents,
not much. particularly about love,
I am out of practice.

nor have the knack,
a sea scorer paddles 
hard and slowly past.
diving in and out

making better headway 
than I am.
sun sparking off 

turbulent currents
making headway. 


Thursday, November 30, 2017


Once you wished for me love devoured 
in the sweet dark hours. oh how rare such 
love can be

Tuesday, November 28, 2017


Wishes and wants.
Rarely go to form, do they?
Omission, and the sins of…
not the worst but, can still hurt.

Rarely go to form, do they,
think you tried telling me.
Not the worst but, can still hurt.
Wish you had, honestly. 

Think you tried telling me
maybe friendship would’ve done. 
Wish you had, honestly,
maybe that was ever all you wanted.

Maybe friendship would’ve done.
Omission, and sins of…
maybe that was ever all you wanted.
Wishes and wants

Wednesday, November 8, 2017


I come to the end of the day
in search of solace, gazing, 
to watch the sun set, blazing. 

As evening blues go gray,
leaving clouds in hues still amazing,
I come to the end of the day
in search of solace, gazing.

I come allowing this drama to convey
a soul beyond woes, appraising       
the day’s regrets, long past chasing,
I come to the end of the day.
In search of solace, gazing,
to watch the sun set, blazing.  

Tuesday, October 31, 2017


Read on an old blog of mine. 
after all these years,
a new note, bringing tears.

Someone wrote of a find, 
asking one once in our sphere,
of an old saddle with your initials signed.
Reading of you, will now ride it, cherished dear.

We last only as long, thus I remind,
as our memories are held clear,
time moves on past lives that once shined.  
A new note, sadness, a smile, tears
after all these years.

Thursday, October 19, 2017


Almost imperceivable, night lightens into day 
and the first sounds are of birds stirring,

And now again is that time, simple delight
of geese wings overhead whirring, 

And I listen to the many voices, duets 
calling to each other, then to flocks. 

In the barely brightening daybreak mists, 
now again is that time, wakening to cracking shocks

And, from across the marshes, comes 
echoing to my ears that sharp, low thunder. 

And now listen to the forlorn call of one 
flying in unison with another no longer. 

Tuesday, October 10, 2017


Sun has set,
and dusk is falling

Listening, a pair of eagles
aloft, chirr-chirr-chirring
high in stilling air

Leaves hanging, twisting
in skies darkening, simple
silhouettes graying, fading
Intervening blues

Wednesday, October 4, 2017


Woke this day to sun-kissed mists,
sweet smell of hay drying well.
Memory evoked, near and gone
light and sharp as glass.

Grateful for all that has passed,
all the hay in lofts, al the anniversaries
thirty years long.

These the part only the heart keeps.