Tutelage of Me

Gazing past you

Seeking solace in the wint’ry blue, that I might not be forced to look at you

Teacher
Distractor
Attempted diminisher

Before your tutelage of me, recall
Blank pages you were
Poor and lonely were you

Now, you’ve your green

What I was born with, you have stolen and will die with, you pray
But, we know what we know

As does God

Chasm Falls

My eyes were
Just at peace
Found their home
Enthralled
Candycane-swirls
Looking at you

Looking at her
Your eyes were
Far away
Some new home
So my eyes were just
Just and at peace

Time Stealers

Thieving we were
Taking back, actually
All the sea had thieved from us

Putting away demanded perfection
This time
Substituting with the misshapen

Summer shoes gone now
We, walking away
Our crime ‘gainst the dark, to pray

Justice

The Sun
Has no explaining
Nor does the long grass
The angle
The path
They’ve permitted

Justice
I won’t require
Or hold feet to the fire
Of the Squirrel
Stealing, running
From my garden