I'm not important
I'm not unimportant
I was never imported or unimported
because I never came from anywhere
I can't go anywhere
My value can't be added onto
and it can't be taken away
It can't be changed
by fluctuating markets
purchasing value systems.
Driven by demand for scarcity
rich beyond all currency.
Aged to perfection
Younger than a newborn
and older than the Sun.
Roots so deep
the Earth is a seed.
An aroma so sweet
the five senses can't touch it.
Drunk on Self fermentation.

i spend my days
pouring myself into the cups of others

only to find that
when it’s time for myself
to take a sip

all that’s left
in my cup
is the remainder of a girl
who gave too much

The words
I love you
flow from me
gushing from the heart of me
freely
Yet
sadly
catching
just the side of you

Sometimes I wish memories were water soluble
That these tears might wash them away
But try as I might
This clouded mind
Is where these memories choose to stay

We say
it is wasted
upon the young, to which
Youth retorts, Grampy, I do not
concur.

If not for the hair
caught in the corner
where the broom
cannot reach,
I would never know
that you were here.

And if not for the corner
where the broom
cannot reach -
if not for the moulding
that pinned it -
if not for the wall
and the ceiling’s crease -
if not for the rafters
and shingles,
there we would be no hair.

And if not for the hair,
there would be no fingers,
no soft care to tie a single knot,
then carry it to the window
and release you there.

And if not for the window,
if not for the wind,
if not for the wake -

A nest and blue eggs come April.

Would you betray a maple for its shade -
deny yourself the cool comfort of dim light,
sweet woodruff and fern, ground ivy,
violet in spring? Columbine refuses
full sun. Your languors burn, blister
and peel with each maliced stroke
of a chainsaw.

Sometimes...
I talk to the moon
And tell it all the things that I can't say to him...