Fluid Lines

I stretch
with the slow
subtle grace
of the morning sun’s warmth
invading the darkness
with the colors of possibilities

I inhale deeply
an easiness that feels like an invitation
to define the new day
so I
grasp each ray of light
and begin to paint
strokes of imagination
that resemble fluid lines of chance and hope

And the world
from the perspective of my eyes
comes to life
and all that could be
is
and all that is
is
what I am
if just for today

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Retirement

Oh
I ache
terribly
damn
damn
damn
I ache
terribly
getting old
is not how
I thought
it would be
forgetting
remembering
missing
and doing
absolutely
nothing

Except ache
oh I ache
terribly

Ten Minutes

Ten minutes
from home
from the same night
as the night before
and the one before that one
ten minutes
from the same conversation
and the same bedtime
and the same kiss goodnight
ten long minutes
from what I live for

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The Door Frame

And then he
closed the door
shutting out her love

Hidden in the dark
were her tears
calling his name
but to no avail
voiceless
emptiness

She watched
as the light
faded from the door frame
along with the sound
of either her heart’s beat failing
or his footsteps
walking away

She was unsure
from where the sound was coming from
or better yet leaving her
and it didn’t matter
because she was
alone

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Summer Friends

Carefree
and relaxed
gathered together
for no particular reason

Summer friends
laughing
and joking
while skipping stones
across the pond

Shivering ripples
dancing
like memories
to be etched in their hearts
for the rest of time

These were
the youthful moments
where it felt as if time
had reconciled with each of their wishes
by offering sun drenched days
as a compromise
for the long winter days
that led to this beautiful easiness

I really don't need to say it . . . but you know. One day I'll be able to write like this.
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The House

Paint peeled
from the bare walls
as if it had been ages
since life had filled any of the rooms
it was cold
and lonely too
as if time
had made the decision to abandon
this aging place

Each window
in each time forgotten room
was being tattered
by a driving rain
that refused to offer even a glimpse of light

The empty
lifeless echoes
of the years gone
melded the faded memories
into the sorrows of a broken heart
the house
long since a home
remained
waiting
for someone to love its possibilities again

The Over Conversation

You don’t have to stay
after all
it’s not what I’m expecting
but close the door
and give me some time
after all
we really do need to talk
“Yeah, ok so let’s talk. And I’m staying long”

That’s fine
and you don’t have to say anything
not if you don’t want to
after all
we may be past
having a real conversation
but have a seat
and give me some time
after all
we may not have this opportunity again
“Thanks and yeah we’re past having a conversation”

Let me just say
that you don’t to worry or fret
over what I may or may not do
because I’m beyond making angry mistakes
after all
time does have a way offering opportunities to let things go
and well after all
I’ve let you go
“Ok”

So tell me
how are you two
and is she what you expected
“She has a name and let’s not talk about her”
I’m sorry
and I’m only asking
because after all
we do have children
“And”
and I want that who you choose to be with is someone I can trust
“I trust her”
and I trusted you

Simple Word

Oh
I’m feelin’ this
music
wine
candles
and whispered moans

Oh
I’m really
feelin’ this
first
the blouse
then
the bra
then
a damn . . . whispered though

Oh girl
I’m lost
in the moment
as you continue
pants
panties
and then invite me to discover you

So I
taste your nature’s sweetness
slowly
until your body writhes with pleasure
and your moans
your very being
become entwined with the melody filling the air
and at the crescendo
a scream releases
single
simple word
that defines this moment
fuc . . .

My Tears

They come
from the depths of my soul
falling
effortlessly
from my broken spirit
leaving a trail
of emotional scars
that are seared
deep into my flesh
as a never ending reminder
of us

Reaching

The end of the day
lingered
like a long
slow
lover’s kiss
an intoxicating melody of colors and shadows
swaying
deliberately
as the soul’s thoughts
drift into relaxation’s melancholy

The wind’s serenity
plays the music
the soul aches for
as lover’s reach out to grasp each note
but some things are meant to be held
only by the eyes

And as the quiet intensity
of time
fades into the cover of night
wishes begin searching
for heaven’s first light
hoping
that the last impression of the long day
is what love can be . . . beautiful

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Admiring the Sun

At my age
today
feels just like yesterday
or the day before
and the day before that day
they’re all the same

I have the same routine
grab the paper
and find my place by the window
to some folks
I know it looks as if I’m a catatonic staring out into oblivion
a decrepit old man
waiting
while watching time play out its destiny

But I’m not as bitter
as they think I am
and I ain’t lingering around waiting
for time’s slow hands
to play out my destiny
no
none of that
I just like admiring the sun
and how warm it feels against my skin
I like how
in its solace
I remember the many years ago
before the best of my soul passed away
when the children were born
then the grandchildren

And at my age
if today feels like those days
then it’s good day
to still be alive and well

Missing Footprints

The cold rain
played a melody of love
and a lover’s pain
as the rocky shoreline swayed to the wind’s gust
as wave
after wave
crashed upon the sand
only to withdraw into a blue that was deeper than my emptiness
washing away with its retreat
any semblance of a beautiful past

I usually reserve these walks
for those days
when the sun would come out to play
and I could hold her hand
and together
we would discover
love
and romance
with each step along the way to happiness
but the sun hasn't come around lately
not since she left me
to wonder out here alone