Tuesday, February 14, 2012


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.

Saturday, February 11, 2012


First snow I have seen this year.
Fine, still do not like too much snow at all.
Maybe some day.

Friday, February 10, 2012


This missing stuff is not so easy to take.
It isn't any kind of acute miss, crosses the line,
Always underneath chronic.

Sunday, February 5, 2012


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.

Saturday, February 4, 2012


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.

Friday, February 3, 2012


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.

Thursday, February 2, 2012


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.

Wednesday, February 1, 2012


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.