You looked cold and wistful on the raised platform.
I wanted to touch your solid hand, but was discouraged
by the security cameras protecting your solitary stance.
Museum Moment
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Terrarium
Sweet little greens growing in a contained world–
If only I could nestle at your side, deep within the silvery moss
and nap against translucent crystals.
Time
Time passes quietly–
where does it go?
Blue Doors
Why are you locked?
Are you hiding treasure, secret riddles, obscure relics?
Perhaps a golden chalice, or a vintage vette,
or an old grandfather’s woodworking tools…
September 1
The tree outside our balcony is changing,
although the days are still warm.
September steps forward,
and I bid it a peaceful welcome.
Geese
Watching the geese fly across the morning sunrise,
hearing their distant honking calls–
wishing I could call back to them in return.
A memory
biking on the black bridge
bits of blue between the clouds
soft breezes from the river
my son and I watch the barge below–
this moment beautifully burned into my memory
Some things that bind
rope, twine, trust, childhood,
lies, dreams, ribbons, memories,
secrets, chains and love
Summer Pleasures
afternoon storms
ice cream outside
the sound of children playing
all things green
bird calls in the morning
sunrise at 5:15 am
sunset at 9:30 pm
the smell of cut grass
coffee on the balcony
boats sailing on the river
sleeping with the windows open
misty morning fog
Beauty
There is beauty to be found
on the edges of decay.
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