You will never see this
I’ve buried it back in time
Back before I knew you
Back before I died.
I found my technicolor
The day we first said hi
I lost my world in total
The day you said goodbye.
I don’t know how to tell you
Or show you how I feel
But my love will last forever
With my heart behind the wheel.
I’ll wait for you forever
Patiently holding time
You’re worth every second
I wait alone to find
I hope you know I’m always here
And you’re always on my mind.
The distance, it is blinding
To the true extent of love.
A friend we know just told me
When trying to calm my mind
‘‘I’m sure she knew how much you loved her
Even when you didn’t:couldn’t show it’’
I hope he was right
Though I’m not sure you do
I believe at you knew at one point
But you can’t trust that it didn’t change.
Finally, I understand
If we ever start anew
The extent of love I want to show
Given the chance of loving you.

Fields of flowers
Planted in my mind
A garden for me(for us)

Memories and hopes
Marigolds and hydrangeas
Sunflowers to turn and admire you
As we walk along exploring.

My life, my world, my love, my loss
All contained in this little plot
A garden curated yet a bit of chaos
Maintained but allowed to grow.

Please take what you wish
Take care of it
Allow this piece of me
To flourish also with you
They will love our care
Together rather than alone.

When you aren’t there
to wander my field of flowers
Colors become more muted
Daffodils and Lilies, Irises and gardenias
All droop a little lower
But I still see you there
Flowers and memories.

Hot, humid night
Broken air conditioning
Windows open to the
Sounds of southern summer nights
Humid skin, Humid sheets
Too uncomfortable to sleep

But now,
at least,
I can smell the trees

I find myself at the top of a mountain
Looking out at the peaks
Below and above
Some I’ve climbed, others I never knew existed.

In the blink of an eye

I find myself in the open sky
Winds roaring around me
Rushing past
Am I falling or flying or even moving at all.

Wake
           Dress
    Move
               Drive

                  Feel the world fly on by

                                                          Sea­rching
                                                    Thinki­ng
                                                              ­ Feeling
                                             Crying

Allow the road to break your mind
    
                              Forgive
                       Repent
                                       Pacify
                                 Contend
                      
                         Find your way back home again

Keys
                Drop
                                ­  Rest
                                                    Sleep
­
             When your world is broken
      Find the pieces, find your peace
   Stitch together your tired heart
And find your way to sleep

Exploring a maze in the fog
Unpredictable turns,
Dead ends creep up with no notice.
A larger opening, more peaceful;
Some unknown garden waits ahead.

A place to sit and for a time
Find peace among the plants.
Leave something, gain more.

Eventually some urge forces
The traveler along their journey.
Ever older, ever forward
Winding toward some
Other unknown garden.

Sunlight sparkling in tree canopy
Back stretched on the grass
Mind on a book newly opened
And heart on fire in our chest

Make these days last forever
Never a worry to be had
Flowers and leaves pressed together
A book of memory in our hand

Sip tea (or something stronger)
Relax with cheese and wine
Fill our soul and body’s hunger
Contented, in our mind

Run through fields of flowers
Find sacred space and sights
Behold the world around us
And never shut our eyes

Find our little nook
For love and life to bloom
Find our space and garden
Beneath the sun and moon

Be happy in our moment
Search out that single time
May life stretch out before us
And keep us in our prime

Slow down around the fast world
Let the pain pass us by
Come back to peace and comfort
For a time, ‘til we die

Hope is a devil
Costumed as a lamb

It draws you in preaching comfort
To change and embraces unknown

Then an old ‘empty’ suitcase is opened
one surprise yellow swim cap and memories

Nostalgia and reality stab you in the back
With daggers made of dreams

Hope smiles on
Watching you bleed for it
And its companions twist their knives

I still wish to call you love
My fingers twitch at the end
of every line I write you
But now, I just use your name
Because to me
It feels one and the same
Love is synonymous with you

We are more than
Passion or whatever

We are a stack of tourist info cards
A collaborative collection of poetry
Rolled up jazz club posters
Far off texts and calls at any hour
Pictures and
PICTURES
Photo albums public and (private)
Music made in parallel
A good book in the heart
Stimulating conversation to the mind
We are the choices made, over and over
We are the foundations and creations
Of love immortal and spiritual

Or maybe
That’s what I wish we were
And what I hope we could be