laughing on a road trip
used bookstores and coffee
walks with binoculars
cold Guinness and friends
hearts painted on bricks
puppies and naps
hawks on the light posts
sleeping with open windows
Perfect Match
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Cerebral Smells
Hot pink rose–
I took your image on a sunny September afternoon.
Now, I smell you in my mind against the deep, cold winter.
Things I’ve noticed recently
earlier sunrise
bunny tracks in the snow
a robin in the maple tree
the sweet taste of mandarins
gulls on the river
Thoughts
I throw my thoughts around
the icy river waters – lose
them on a gravel road, hide
them under snowy pine branches.
Thoughts multiply and change
and become melted colored
candies in my tight hot fist.
Lace Curtains
Watching through the curtains, she judges the day.
The moody winter sun filters through the fabric and
becomes small, peppered sparks in her weary eyes.
February Sunset
Sunset in early February reflects
a warm glow upon sheets of river ice.
Nostalgic for spring, I keep the balcony door
open until the sun disappears completely.
Money Maker
She called and asked me what I was doing.
“Writing a poem about druids,” I replied.
“There’s a real money maker,” she dryly answered.
I laugh every time I think of it.
Memories
The past, the present,
the future falling fast.
The now, the then,
the if, the how, the when–
of us, of them,
of me and sometimes you,
of her and him,
of whirlwinds painted blue.
Connection
Our languages, our symbols, markings, titles, initials, seals, stamps of approval, of entry, of rejection, of permission and expression exist with the brightest hope and the earnest desire to connect.
Evidence
Your tiny tracks
play hide and seek with the winter wind.
They appear before my own prints
and are swept away from behind, made invisible.
I wonder at the significance of this–
Picking you up, I climb the
steep steps slowly one by one.
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