~~~
for our children and their children
~~~

the reason we say so oft,
in whispers emboldened,

I love you

to our children
is not the utility of
its summarizing brevity

no, no.
it is because

the eloquence of simplicity
supersedes any other poem
we could ever write...
~~~

July 26 2015

(pulling back the curtains)

looking outside
looking for hope
looking for the way to cope
looking at a tree
thoughts of hanging a rope

the window
reflection of a widow
her head slopes

the window
lays
an envelope
the note
she clears her throat
it begins to rain
she whispers my name
with no blame
with no shame
i love you
the
same

the window
(the curtains close)

oh lovebird,
i’ve been a stranger to your ways
been staying up till 3 o’clock
i swear to God, it never stops
but i guess we’re no strangers to pain

our chemistry has settled down
but i swear, i’ll breathe life in it again,
just give me time

no longer will we have to stray
and dwell on all these long lost days
and nights
oh lovebird
it’ll be alright