~for George Harrison~

Very

soon George, I am bound for
a stilled shaded land, a tiny isle,
which knows the
all encompassing fog,
hurricanes wrath that days linger,
and though memorable,
never the first image recalled,

but a mind's eye video of
a perpetual sunset,
agonizing silenced colored fantasies of farewells,
each unique and alike though all things must pass,
a benign benefit comfort suckled this old man's
never fully at rest visions,

for the sunset is perfect perpetual,
always setting, never settling,
ever bound to surprise,
our farewell is another's welcoming,
and each of our days an
A-1 slicked continuum,
a sliding circularity
and
we sigh, ooh & aah
at it miracality,
its genteel reawakening
we admit with pleasured honesty,
yes, sunsets are a corridor edged,

somewhere it is always sunset,
nevereverending,
and its farewells
are truly truthful welcomings

<*>

Shelter Island
May 2025

~for George Harrison~

Very

soon George, I am bound for
a stilled shaded land, a tiny isle,
which knows the
all encompassing fog,
hurricanes wrath that days linger,
and
though memorable,
never the first image recalled,

but a mind's eye video of
a perpetual sunset,
agonizing silenced colored fantasies of farewells,
each unique and alike though all things must pass,
a benign benefit comfort suckled this old man's
never fully at rest visions,

for the sunset is perfect perpetual,
always setting, never settling,
ever bound to surprise,
our farewell is another's welcoming,
and each of our days an
A-1 slicked continuum,
a sliding circularity
and
we sigh, ooh & aah
at it miracality,
its genteel reawakening
we admit with pleasured honesty,
yes, sunsets are a corridor edged,

somewhere it is always sunset,
nevereverending,
and its farewells
are truly truthful welcomings

<*>

Shelter Island
May 2025

as a house in the country,
by the water's edge,
on a clouded, zero moonlit night,
and the handful of light ****** are
far far distant and inform you that
are essential alone

the almost total absence of vision
reminds me that once,
long long, ago, I
stood by a river's edge
in a great big, well lit,
city of millions,
and the loneliness was
so acute,
the despair so
encompassing,
the overwhelming sense
of loss,
so comprehensive,
all made the dark swift waters
a close distance beneath my body,
the equivalent black pitch
of this
countryside night
both purported to
offer comfort,
neither were

Black
is a knot,
non~neutral color

I'd bathe in a sunlit room,
over a silver moon
any day,
To feel the warm magic
of a winter June,
it's a new summer baby,
We may well both be here after midnight,
I'll bring a kiss beneath the twilight
Pull the sun out of the sky

I’m not scared for you to lose me, you meeting a soul is lucky
It’s like you found peace, with a kind of presence
And the language we speak, knowing you, you'd tell
For how loud my heart beats happiness

Just as arms of yours are so strong,
Stretched the same as mine, we hold
Tightly before the day mourns
Twilight laying in your warmth

You get it, how intimate it gets
I'm an easy catch
My words become your words, they come easy like breath
I’m curious to learn you, and the surrender,
For when it comes to you,
Its easy to forget,

That I’m not scared of falling in love, gravity is my friend
I’m not afraid to show you my silly sides,
You may well be both my strength and weak signs
I’m not afraid to show you off, oh the sun don't hold secrets,

Never really felt like this
With anyone when I write
You keep me warm,
Wrapped in sunshine,
Clear skies,
With you all day long

No I can't cry for days like this
To be with someone right
When it feels warm
Not with anyone, I,
Hope no clouds are in sight,
None but just the sun