‘You’ve murdered us with your
Adventurous soul...’
It would be the last words of
The Mapmaker &
The Navigator
As the bewildered
Explorer
Held onto the wheel
Of their galleon
As it went over the edges of the earth
And they became part of the
Constellations
His last thought being
‘I thought the earth was round...’
‘I thought the earth was round...’

Thing about it is...
I felt young, vibrant, wistful
When I was around you...

Now that you’re gone...
I feel my age...
The old in my skin...
Would take me a week to count my greys
Wrinkles are more apparent
And I hate looking into the mirror
At the person that lost you...

You were on my skin and was easy to
Wash off...
Now
You’re
In My Bones
Embedded
Forever
Aging me
Rapidly

I wonder if her fake accounts will give me a true account of who she really is...

So many times...
In many different ways...
The tree gave up its fruit...
To be picked by us...
Shiny...brilliant
Ripe...
Ready to be eaten...
Even if forbidden...
It grew tired of waiting...
Those trees bear no fruit now...
And how you used to beg the moon...
Praying to it...
To deliver to you...
It did...
Gave you the answer right in front of you
Sent a comet...
With a beautiful tail...
And once again you let it out of sight...
Knowing it would come back...
Just not knowing when...

Walk barefoot in the orchard...
In the midday light...
Rotting. Waiting. So much fruit.
For you.
And you did nothing

All this life has taught you
So many lessons
And it’s done giving them to you...
Take what’s on the ground
&
Make a pie...

Metal strewn about...
Fires of jet fuel reek the air...
Intermittent
A shoe
Seat 12A
Tray table
Heat from fuel pit
Raging
Zombies walking about
Dazed
Survivors
Smeared with black
Seats 17C & 24B
Still strapped in
Just torsos
&
A tie
Fuselage
Upside down
Body part unidentifiable
Papers
Came down in cornfield
Scorched earth
Yellow inflatables strewn
Crumpled
Caved in
Inferno
Sunlight peeking thru...
5,000 pieces
How could anybody survive this?

While poets faced firing squads...
Cowards lived well past 100 years old...

Sometime after 4am...
Her leg draped over mine
In the blue moonlight...
Candles out on the windowsill
I thought...
‘All that poetry was ******* worth it...’

whirlpool!
massive squid!
60 foot waves!
Dysentery
Seasickness
Plague
Burials at sea
we commit his body to the oceans
tidal waves
mermaids
serpents
octopus meals
broke rudder
compass malfunction*

‘My dearest love, by the time you get this
I will have perished in the high seas...you have my love, I will be forever in your dreams...you were my driving force, my have and to hold...my anchor down.’

Every time she laughs...
Her beautiful infectious laugh...

A black rose
Breaks through
Ice in Antarctica

I wait
Watch
Mirror
You getting ready
Putting your pretty on
Hair
Purple lipstick
Dress
Sandals over tattooed feet
Ten
Twenty minutes
Waiting
Watching
what do you think?
No words
Walk over
Arm around waist
Dark clouds begin to form outside
Small of your back
Pull you closer to me
Breath on me
Your eyes are downward
Kiss you under your ear
Mixture of perfume & your hair
Lovely
Crackle from the SW
Day turns dark
Windows open
Lightning flashes across the room
Storm is here
Gentle drops at first
But it’s thick heavy drops
,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,,,,,
,,,,,
,,,
Falling all about
Dress upon the floor
Hands upon hips
Teeth biting lips
And all that pretty
Over my body
Washing it away
***** & Clean
Springtime Thunderstorms

Coffee in the morning...
Tea at midday...
Wine at night...

Your words on my desk...
Dinner in the oven...
Violins background...

Midnight strolls...
Hand in mine...
Windows open...

Candles burning on windowsill...
Redcoat next to the bed...
Blankets everywhere...

Coffee in the morning...
Breakfast in bed...
Your leg draped over mine...
Wine at 10am...

I’m really not that hard to figure out

We’re all going to die on this Earth
Might live to 109
Or die this morning
Headed to work
Instantly
No pain
In your sleep
Gunshot to stomach
Pain for days
Far corner of the world
Or down the street from your childhood
Doesn’t matter
Still on this Earth
Death will come for you
Unless you’re an astronaut
And you’re on a spacewalk
Out there amongst the stars
And your tether becomes tangled
Then ....
Snip
Your line cuts.   ......   ... ........ .   .....
And you’re adrift
Dead within 30 minutes
No oxygen
Out in space
Drifting
But at least you didn’t die on earth
And they’ll break ground on a
Primary school in your name
The president will speak
All while your skeleton
In your spacesuit
Floats past Mars...

One day your angel & my angel
Met in the clouds

The day that we met

The day one of us had the courage
To say

hello

The 1st page of our Love Story

The angels knew...

it has begun

One must’ve said...

one day she realized
she was the perfect mix of
sunshine
&
rain

10 foot high
Black Roses
grew
the very
next day