Softer than the rain
A quiet place to sleep
Slowly growing older
Gatsby's green light

Susan Darlene Meek
My hand upon your shoulder
Sonnet 130
Silent in the Night

                    Flight!

Encounters with Chinese Hermits
Silent is the Way
55 and falling
Can't find words to pray

Won ton soup y tea
Gracias xie xie
Mist in the mountains
Dawn goes down to day

                     Ole!

American politics is Abysmal
Can't get no relief
But I like American movies
Wisdom in the strife

Thailand was malls and taxis
Street food is so good!
Statues of the Buddha
In my neighborhood

Boredinary, Maryland
Eating, drinking, sleeping
Gratitude for dailiness
Company I'm keeping

          day by day

Seattle in the misty rain
Me alone at Kells
My boys and I, My boys and I
We are the Witherells!

Hath the rain a father?
I am a Markson man
To sleep in gentle peace
Wouldn't that be grand?

                   And ...

O you people of the future!
Carry on. Carry on.
Once I was a teacher
Once in Gamla Stan

Ice is coming soon
Snowfall shunyata
A gazillion exoplanets
Merciful Allah

                 Forward!

I'm a man of contradictions
Kinda geeky shy
55 and falling
Ain't her kinda guy

In my solitude
I write my breaking day
Time tick tocks
Silent is the Way

Mr. David Markson
In New York City alone
I saw Man of La Mancha there
I threw a Rolling Stone

Stockholm for a summer
I rode the Dublin bus
When my dad dies
What will become of us

                  trust?

My life as long disease
Gratitude for rest
Gratitude for fatherhood
Qualyxian the Quest

A little lamplight rain
Thunder breaking blue
Mr. David Markson
Susan Meek not Sue

                   Y Tu?