Worst Kindness

Posted on by

Words in blue and black

Shouting  from the wall

Under the guise of favor

Each day… someday…

With one decision today

I took you down

And all my eyes hear now?

Rustling flora on dogwoods

Happy at the bird on their branches

Gal

Posted on by

Today, each day I say if I look up,
and this is a childish thing, I know, but
all I hope for is that
we look one another in the eyes
as we make peace and steal back time.

Someday Sunday

Posted on by

Northbound perhaps?
With the cold for your friend
Would that you’d walk
To the end of the Earth
And fall straight-away 
For all that you’ve cost your heart 
With the wrong kind of noise
Then the most silent voice 
Could continue in peace 
To champion somebody else 

got to remain

Posted on by

One lazy sofa chair
The color of toasted hay
To set and stare out with you
There before the picture window
Ella in the air
Louis hamming
A roundest table considers with us
The calm and the busy 
Whatever would we talk about