Piano Like That

He looked like a man
Preparing
Breath for
The happiest of walks
The most frozen day of the year

He and the sun
Dazzled
My eyes
So I cannot be
So sure he was walking at all

He held a hangered suit coat 
Surrounding
Him was
A small line of cars
A possible well-wishing Brotherhood

He had puff to his chest
Relief 
Of gaze
My heart asked me to ask
My breath could not and I drove past 

Buoy Back

For so long for certain
It’s been about
Getting up, up, off, off the mat
Jabbing when you must 
Ducking if you need
Floating on your toes
Staying off your heels

Yet now I am certain
This looks like a draw
Or someone’s else’s bout
I’m calling it
Strutting from the ring 
Still on my game
Setting sweet lyrics to the tone of the bell

lovely as a book

Such is my soulmate
A book
A hardcover Guide To Kindness

This marriage 
No industry harm shall it do
Mixing anecdotes, poetry, humor

For love is truly love
Each genre held in high esteem 
Original edition, sacred

Mostly Mist

 I knew the moment was thick
I knew the air was ripe
And Summer was coming with flowers and all

I’ve not seen such storms since
Electric and flashing nonstop at night
And the garden gave proof at daylight

I knew there were miles to run 
I knew there’d be whirring wheels down unknown roads
And I let white petal-thoughts lead

I’d not thought that Fall I’d fall
Rising then falling again and again
And I’ve touched no sweet blooms at all