2/14

Hope does not always come full of swagger,

easy to see, sometimes it comes quietly on

little mouse tracks,

Or heard in the whirr of a line of geese

crossing the sky, a mumuration of black birds

swirling through treetops,

More wistful than sure, the pebbled path

considered, rather than pavement firm underfoot,

a kiss missed.

2/11

First snow I have seen this year.

Fine, still do not like too much snow at all.

Maybe some day.

2/10

This missing stuff is not so easy to take.

It isn't any kind of acute miss, crosses the line,

Always underneath chronic.

2/5

Years ago dear Catherine remarked: been divorced.

Been widowed, rather deal with dead as they never

Hurt you again.

Mentioned this and another said she agreed...to

What? I could understand sweet Catherine but

Not this woman.

I now, too, have been divorced and

I have been widowed, I do not want either

of them dead.

2/4

Always when moving with you, the major things

You took care of, after I found the places that felt

Good for us.

Just saw a place that does feel right, that

has many good things I feel needed but, just,

Only for me.

So this evening I can not stop crying, for these thoughts

Of moving beyond the you and here we had, how

To do this.

2/3

A wonderful evening, an interesting day, even so, because, I see

How single now I am. Is this because I am so seriously contemplating

A change? Yes.

2/2

Even when life catches you bad, comes a time to

Just get used to it as there is no back up, no one to

Just be here.

2/1

Time this evening spent drawing, working a way to equilibrium.

It may not be what others have, what I wanted, it just is

What it is.