Knowing

Know you are loved
No matter what
No matter the blurry bygone dreams for Paris
Whether withering and feeling dry-dead
Wondering what of this salt and this sea
Pensive be
Whether you love me
I love you

Inspirational credit: “…Yea, I have loved thee with an everlasting love: therefore with lovingkindness have I drawn thee.” -Jeremiah 31:3

‘19

…didnt wish
to intimidate you

it must
mean you
weren’t the you
you
said
you
were
but weren’t

ah, but we were younger
the wishing me, stupid, I was

the stupid you, wishing you were the you you said you were but weren’t

Tea Leaves

Cooperation
on occasion
there was, I recall

With attention
— dare I mention —
to the most primal instinct of all

But love
what of love
thusly, here the poem ends

For one cannot
and one ought not
use, abuse, and pretend

Fluorescence

As light on eagle’s wings

You and I shone no more alone

Us, a part

Of one grand lumen

A candelabra

An abracadabra

Were we

*****

Separated particles now

Conjuring ended

Never again to sense

Green and feathery fingertips

Glow gone

Darkness in your midst

Did I reach you

Art Credit: Tiger R., age 11