Falling rain and heart and sky
Landing softly. You and I
Kissing there amid the spray
Of some long-lost summer’s day
Secret-telling in the dusk,
Perfumed hair, and skin and musk;
Peeling back the edge of shy,
Falling rain and heart and sky
Tag: Moments
I’m trying to understand —
What does this ocean mean right now?
It’s voice is soft, I barely hear
The words its forming in the waves
I stand, attenuated, like a deer —
But stillness breaks before it forms
My mind, it never finds repose
Whatever, now, this ocean meant
Is lost to space,
For heaven
Only
Knows
To share is human:
Window View
that one last time
The view, the day
The view,
the scent,
the gesture meant;
the wind for an
accoutrement
The day
of birth;
the feel of worth;
the pleasure felt from
lake and earth
The soul
at peace,
the mind at ease;
the sunset over
hills and trees
The view,
the day,
the tears at bay;
so long she’s yearned
to feel this way
To share is human:
Recoiled
He thought they’d had, for them,
A quite good day.
He took the garbage out
Before she asked, complimented
Her on the new hair style, and
Listened for some time after
Inquiring as to her day
He tried to make eye contact as
She was taking unusable things out
If the refrigerator and moving them
To the garbage can, smiling on
Occasion to show his sympathy with
The vicissitudes of that day’s battle
He commented on how selfless she
Always was, and how people took
Advantage, sometimes; as she finished
Drying her hands after washing them,
He lightly placed his hands on her shoulders
Whereupon she recoiled, turning at
Once to pass that off as a gesture of
Busy procedure on to the next task, while he
Realized with the first dim realization of
A new forever that
What used to be good enough for her
Wasn’t good enough any more
To share is human:
Between the Banks
A beautiful moment.
I hold that day in high esteem
The river had so much to give
Between the banks we lived the dream
The one
We’re always told
To live
