How Happy

Do you wonder
How I can tell
What is your tell

I see into windows
Frost-covered and wishing for shutters
For the passage of time

And inside
A frozen home infested with uncertainty
Inhabitants fleeing or fled

Some foundation
Proud, I think, given its lack of examination
Not wanting the neighbors to know

Of Your Time

Which is better of a tree? Which is better use of me?

To speak of its presence? Saying, “How strong its solemness, standing tall, withstanding all?” Asking you to close your eyes and opine on how it could be that such a tree only sometimes sways and creaks, whilst all creatures around it move about, busily in elsewhere mode?

Or shall I show this photograph…evidencing all my skill? See here my theft of light, my manipulation of mirrors? All the while holding my breath, knowing all I’d offer you was a lie to your eye, an insult to its blessed, innate sense of depth, of dimension?

Walk we instead, up to this friend and touch, even taste its barked bend? It won’t mind! Trace your finger to its roots-there’s solemnity! Follow, follow upward eyes, leaves dancing in the wind. Shading, singing as a friend?

Point On The Globe

Meet me here, this point on the globe, to see what we must see

There is a hill, there is a kiss, and an eye color I need to prove

On that certain uncertain sidewalk, you seemed as a giant then

In need of you, but I, with no mind to know or mouth to speak

Say our peace now, lest forces drive us our separate ways

Bring your hearted treasures -I’ll save them with you, this time

And so it is today, yet more, to hold a whole lifetime again

Busted

I wonder if my eyes weren’t broke
Had they not spent their last red cent
Denying warning flags and the like

What would I see instead of circles
Sad, red circles, dark cycles
Looking like pendulums and roller coasters

Would I see I’ve chased my tail
Someone else’s short-sighted plans
And not at all my own red heart

Blink

Looking up from the down
My eyes
Having been temporarily imprisoned
I matter-of-factly acknowledged The Light
It had been there all the while
And I knew It

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(Sunrise Over Lake Michigan, Milwaukee)

Steady Go

We’re supposed to be calm through all this
Act unaffected
Not try to reverse-spin the Earth on its axis
In an attempt to double-see the bizarre we saw
To test it against the age-old version of gravity
And ask the person standing next to us
Did we see what we just saw?
Memorialize. What. We. Just. Saw.
For posterity
Meanwhile, let the shadows call us crazy
Don’t ask them about truth

Undistracted

I watched
You watch
The fleeting snow
Before it took its leave
You put down your go

What did it tell you
What it told me
That bruises aren’t all bad
That time heals
All things

We saw
The three of us
You, me and the sky
The blue-green in our eyes’ skies
Not one can predict us