Rock and roll is here to stay
Join Bing in a Gang Song Sing Along in September, 1961

Try to remember that kind of September.

Now, waken in March, 2020.
Look around

This is the future of then.

Like fingers running across a harp
from shoulder toward feet
I fall deeper into you.
My fingertips pause
here and there in their journey
to feel the sweet vibrations
of your body
and in these small silences
I enter your divinity.

So many hours of each day
I go about doing all the things I want
accumulating long moments
without a thought of you
but when I do stop to notice you
to commune I am again renewed
and filled with your love.

May I take a few long or short moments
with you each day
for refills.

May I be infected
with a sureness
of your love

May it spread within me
like an IV flowing confidence
in my okayness

In the face of fear
and desperation may
I be a cove of calm presence

May you be well
whole and robust
in every cell

In this time of solitude
may I encounter
the awesome power of now

A poem is not finished
until it is read or heard by another.

So when you read or listen
you become a partner
in this humble endeavor.
We are
joined
coupled
engaged
embarked
walking together
united
for one eternal moment
now.

I am a year older now,
Yesterday feels like history,
And tomorrow is too far away.

I am a year older now,
All this knowledge but still know nothing,
Seen too much but still saw nothing.

I am a year older now,
Don’t know where I am heading but I know where I came from,
Don’t know who will stay but I know who was with me,
Don’t know who will I become but I know who I am now,
Don’t know about the future but I know about now.

I am a year older now,
A year closer to my death,
A year away from my birth.

it is a cold day
the heater soaks the space
but how difficult it is
to feel the warmth without words

when my feelings
cheat on me

and travel me
to a painful past...

I stop,
strong closed eyes

breathe...
and then move on

the moon is visible
the stars are scattered like splattered paint.

reminds me of how things were back then.
the days where I thought nothing could go wrong.

there was hope. there was light. there was the future.

but then the moon went away. the stars couldn't help but follow.
the rain took its place in the sky.

and there was deep water to tread.

but the moon was visible tonight. and the stars scattered the sky like splattered paint.

and there is joy and hope and a future.
and I am stronger.