Summer Fades
Dark clouds in the sky
But no rain
The last day of June
As summer fades on
Wind sweeping our hair
And heat dropping our sweat
Adventures have filled our days
I wonder what’s next
Dark clouds in the sky
But no rain
The last day of June
As summer fades on
Wind sweeping our hair
And heat dropping our sweat
Adventures have filled our days
I wonder what’s next
There will be love
poetry for me to write,
with vivid images of small things
and changes like the seasons,
as beautiful as the flight of an eagle.
There will be love
with the moon in black of night–
the rare song a jungle bird sings,
melodious for many reasons
for love–perhaps more regal.
There will be love
and love will have its start,
a midlife crisis, or an end,
but you will be beautiful
best when you dance.
There will be love,
a woman decorated as art,
a riddle of movement as of wind,
unseen, but felt full
circle, and there will be more romance
than less of it.
who stockpiled dogmatic ordnance in this modality?
I descry in orthographic terms,
untrammeled, though restive with improvidence
A puissant grandee
Of girdle town usa?
I sell reflections for the windows
The radiant energy of now
My friend is this little plant
So pretty in pink
Laying tiles over the piano yard
like biblioreference cards
Yon are years
long with empty horizons
To fill
The moon is at half
The transition of the dog to man
Or cat to woman
Staring down of the Pharoahs
And Star Beings
Commences
What is denser
Than light
What is denser
Running barefoot with baby ducks
In puddles
And playing chess with seals
My knickering chinook
Pithy
Calumniated
Tergiversating
Rapt integuement
Disabusing antipathetic confreres
In breach of recognizance
Common cur of currency
In hot breath, sanguinary
Seamy Indigent ascendancy
It happens quickly,
the chubby arms of a child
clinging to my neck one day,
and too soon those arms are around someone else
The busy early days of motherhood
fade into the days of the empty nest
The days and weeks rush by
until I hardly recognize the person in the mirror
Life’s purpose changes as the seasons pass,
yet, the days are rich with love
I am blessed, yet sometimes I miss yesterday,
when I was young and my kids were small
I miss the days of sticky kisses
and tackle hugs and problems to solve
that ended with grateful affection,
the days of long ago
However, each day is a gift
so, I will hold on to the important things
as the days rush by
at the speed of life
I’ll take the opportunity,
with all due sincerity, to wish
each poet here prosperity,
and we here all know
just what that means.
Not to necessarily,
gain wealth or popularity,
but instead to capture clarity,
if only fleeting, momentarily,
and live into that poetry.
There’s something there is
But demoralized people don’t stop to ask
if the wall is there to keep them out
or to protect them from what’s within.
The adage isn’t always right;
Fences don’t always
make good neighbors
They echo so much more
than you think, the remnants
of a life gone by, hiding
around every corner.
With a deadness in our eyes
heavyset and unblinking
chewing on words we’ve been whittling since
five years ago in youth group
sitting on that grandpa-plaid couch
I have a voice memo of you reading
The Great Commission in pidgin
Hawai’i Creole
a way to start your sermon
laughing with the young ones
about how silly it sounds
so exotic and foreign and tickly
Today you are a different shade of brave
posting a photo of
your three-layer peanut butter sandwich
while this world is reeling
How church kids get angry–
with these words we’ve been watering
pressing into fertile soil with
the palms of our hands
These words that that will dig in like
a cuticle pusher that slips
when we finally bloom them
How do you say “good night”?
Does it come to you in
the appearance of fireflies?
Does it fall upon you all at once,
like the sudden onset of rain?
Do you smile? Do you cut it short?
Is it goodbye or “bis Morgen” to you?
Do you whisper among the grasshoppers?
Does “good night” rise and fall,
like waves beneath the soft gaze of the moon?
Or do you keep it simple?
Do you stall and embrace?
How do you say “good night”?
