Forever Indigo

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I was warned of the Yellow

The Yellow from the City

I liked its light, so

I defended it
Believed the best of it
Allowed it into my home, my bed
My sinew

I favored it
Fed it
Berries

I started to starve

Courageous, I asked for respect
Yellow, it fled

We stay silent now, Yellow and I

I was warned

But I still believe the best
For I’m forever Indigo

Darlin’ Dear

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When I wronged her months ago
She spoke to my calamity
With kindness
With humility
To her surprise, she empowered me

My ego now in overdrive
We’d make the Thousand Mile Drive
And I’d stay silent, in my self-defense
And punish her for her offense
Of trusting me with honesty

She wanted what I’d promised us
My best from me

Instead I killed her, once back then
Plus each day since
Her, my best friend

Her ghost grieves to this very day
But I am okay
I walked away

Photographic Memory Expedition

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One would ask, “Wouldn’t it be lovely?”
Driving down gridded streets that sometimes wound East, then South.
Thinking of shutters painted contrasting colors, or perhaps altogether removed.

One imagines children’s summertime voices.
Carefree and popsicle glee, front sidewalks their territory.
As it should be.

One seems perfect there.
Small and yellow, with miles and miles of welcome.
Surely big enough for whatever weather.

Ne’er

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It's late afternoon
So the clowns have come out
The clowns and their clouds have come out

Juggling the truth
Denying the light
Sure that they'll not lose the fight

I own afternoon
And ev'ning and morn'
In armor, I'm clad to the bone

It's late now, for you
So clowns take your clouds
Back to your faint-hearted home