10/8

Sweet day and evening with painting friends, our work displayed well,

I watch and listen as folks swelled and simple speak their joy

Of our work.

It is a fine thing so many value the work we do

Marvelous when they part with money to take it home

An honor sublime.

As is even, hearing the longing of those who can't afford

But are souls captivated by our simple brushwork, wishing

It was theirs.

10/7

What can I say? The months have piled atop my mind and

I have worked my way through, missing you, as fine as possible but

I am tired.

10/6

The light washes clear, soft, across the far fields and marshes

Under skies tinted cerulean through cobalt filled with dramatic

Purple hues clouds.

The light of three candles cast golden glows and I garner sustenance

From the memories of your love, the support of your friends with the

Food I prepare.

10/5

These days go by not any easier, go not without crying,

However I may look; not by without a thought or three of

Considerations of dying.

However fine the moment, the hour spent, the shallowed

Days clicked off, life clicked off, we both believed time

Here is hallowed.

However hollow the present portion unshared, one must bear;

Beliefs do not allow for shadings, I think now can not risk

Infinity not shared.

10/4

Quietly this day slipped by while other things required tending.

I kept in mind, in heart, quietly, where once on this day we were

And remember quietly.

Twenty three years it would have been.

I would give the world, all of it, in a heartbeat to have you back.

Perhaps, in some way, I have done that - to have had our love

For the time we did.

10/3

Ah what is faith? How to express it? Our Arlo,

Even Cooper, have by faith, a better chance

To see you.

For Faith I find a dear friend, not so within.

Only there find tenets stubborn, sorry, yet

Keep me going.

In humor black I would google death swift

Yet a latent tail of hurricane this night just

Kills the connection.

10/2

Smiling friends come sit with me in the gallery,

Bringing smiles & solace for the soul; then sweet music

For the evening.

10/1

It is with mixed feelings I take to the road this day.

Has all the motion done any good? Yes, but doesn't keep me

From missing you.

It was with mixed feelings I went into this evening,

Seeing some who did come to see my work and me, know some

Didn't, without you.

Glad for welcomes from friends here, glad for seeing

Some paintings sell. Hard not to see who was offering wine

Was not you.

9/30

Idle hands may get into trouble

But hands that never rest

Find little ease.

9/29

To me it is not either old news or the only news, but while it is

The bold type headline in the paper of my life, I realize that's a

Subscription of one.

9/28

This driving over roads past only brings me back to this house

This last place we would call home, to where I am now, still

Looking for guidance,

Looking for a plan, I am here, keeping you near me,

Coming to see home is ever where it was, within me

With your love.

So I will housekeep these days into accord

Looking for the time when I will know and can,

With resolve, move.

9/27

Driving, keep driving, driving over roads too far;

Moving, just moving, moving further in towards

Living ... living alone.

9/26

The other Linda lent able helping hands, good ideas

and her sweet company, now this show looks good ... better,

Dinner with friends.

The concept, the paintings you saw and knew,

The last show of mine that you would know, I'll

Bring one beer.

9/25

It has not been simple these last few days, thankfully

She is not hurt badly. But that I could help, when I

Couldn't help you?

9/24

Glad the EMT's, the docs and that hospital could

Help this young lady after her accident, even if she

Can't now housesit.

Very glad I did not need to go up after her and enter

There to take her out, just glad she is all right but I

Am just tired.