Tag Archives: Love
Let’s dream far too bigNot Natural
Black diamond, I’m afraid
The day draws near
You’ll allay alone
You scare them so
They’ll ask, aroused
They’ll linger, then loiter
Then, taunted by some ego
They’ll tumble
You found them
You called them
Out
Child
No reason my heart ought beat
No logic
Save you, who saves me
From nothingness, thinks me something
From absence, brings me present
No reason, no logic
But perfect sense
Come the Next Day
I am not a concession
Stand down
I am not a tethering post
Anchor away
I present to you by choice
Just once
I bind to you in love
Not desperation
I’ll make no mistake
With you
Bad Iris: A Haiku
Said the bad Iris
Stay away, smart-mouthed Tulips
Come, sweet Impatiens
Migrant
Rest your weary mind
My love
Rest your stricken heart
Permit time
Permit soonness
Permit fondness promised
When seasons change, as they will
When notes become no more
Permit the absence, too
The Joneses
Walking dogs in the Sunday morning sunshine
Surprises for eachother to find
Maybe pancakes, or a new rocking chair
Building upon last night’s love, for today
Today
Is altogether theirs
Unfounded
For the first time since the first time, I was presumptive
Those crickets!
Their song for me
Our mutual love of warm summer nights … and the reedy mid-day marsh….
For the second time since the first time, I learned
They were just crickets … being crickets
They chirp, they do not sing
They survive, they do not love
For Father’s, In Advance
For the fathers who found me right where I was at those given times, and right on-time
You, who, with green eyes, blue eyes, and blue-green eyes
Loved me with a love that helped me grow tall, be tall, and stay tall
Thank you for the canned vegetables, the frozen vegetables for-the-first-time-in-a-lifetime, and for the fresh-from-the-farm-and-roadside vegetables
Though some would seriously judge, I needed your yo’ mama jokes, bar room jokes, and first thing in the morning jokes, to remind me to smile
-you showed This firstborn how to be Serious Business, after all-
Thank you forefathers, for being my fathers, for being there then, and though elsewhere now, for being still here nonetheless
Wild Erased
Just settle down
Tell it to your manic
Who used to threaten the world
If it harmed a hair on my head?
Just go gently
Take your wild, man
Ever contemplate the green
Would snuff it out for settled-down love?
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