the day ended like a wave
brushing up
against a distant shore
and, satisfied it
could go no farther,
the sand sighed
“I would ask for no more.”
thus they stayed
in each other’s arms
until the tide
pulled them apart,
not forever, just
for now.
“I will miss the
comfort of your embrace”
said the wave as
it slipped away.
“And I will long
for your next kiss” replied the sand
while the wind, touching both,
sang softly to the night.
8/31/11
there is a
silence in the morning,
just before the
sun rolls over and,
opening
sleep-filled eyes,
warms the summer
sky with its gaze.
today, that
silence was delayed.
today, the sun
overslept.
in their
confusion, the birds did not sing
but stirred,
blinking nervously from their perches.
you were dreaming
and i wondered
how near i was to you.
6/11/11
the sky had not
considered
that the day
might end,
so when the
merlot sunset faded,
there was little
time to prepare.
rain fell the
next morning,
warm and musky,
like the sweat of
lovers
collapsed in each
other's arms
and drifting
slowly off to sleep
as a lone and
distant piper
plays laments to
the wind.
4/26/11
never is never
forever.
the distant sun
burns day and night
indifferent to
the neediness below.
'I will do what I
do for as long as I do it',
he cried in a
voice both defiant and plaintive.
the Muse paints,
awakening the Poet too long asleep.
never is never
forever.
waves nudge the
sandy shore
and, as the wind
explores the trees,
i run my fingers
through your soft hair.
gulls circle
above like lovers' lips
brushing against
the urgency.
around and
around.
a fire crackles
in the evening
and the wine sips
away
as musicians bare
their souls to the stick-people
dancing, swaying,
stomping out their passion
like there is no
tomorrow.
they do this
night after night
as we dream of
gentle embraces,
the heat from our
entwined bodies a surprise to you.
'I thought this
would never happen again', you sighed.
'never is never
forever', i replied.
5/10/11
