cabin

my spirit
floats above
glassy waters
where sun
and shade spots
dance

into you

when i look at you

as you look ahead

and my eyes

fall heavy onto you

and i know

you feel me there

but you stay put

and for those few moments

before you turn

i have all of you

for nobody's eyes

will ever look at you

the way mine do

warmth

Days when the heart’s weak wants

Like daisy claws clowning

Under a fallen birch

Fold into themselves

And forget their splendor. 

Aye, the days lose fervor

And momentum alone churns the gears

But I, encased in vials of dimpled dairy

Do recall the sounds of summer

When youth like bells rang out amongst the marigolds

And beef sat stewing 

For the heat brings the scents and smells

But with it too the laughter of love. 

seaside

Salty sea breeze

Crystal magma mirror
Flow around and through me
Slow the passage of time

longest night of the year

i cannot believe

how much i feel your absence

to awaken to a bed with ample real estate

means so much less than your warmth

the floors and the seats in this house

spots once occupied by us

drain the strength from my chest

they yearn for touch like me

blankets clumped about

turn to me as if asking where

their daily-perching bird has flown

i'm not sure how to tell them

who thought mornings without you

could ever be this dull

if this is a morning without you

i don't want morning at all 

when? oh, now.

all things it seems

happen in time

if they are supposed to 

meanwhile we

toil, tussle, tether

beg, barter, buy

crush, consume, create

waiting for the day

when fate showers it's mercy

upon us. 

now.

Beauty emerges 

from hardship 

yet we must remember 

the blessing of stasis.