Category: love
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dead limb
at some point a dead limb that hung caught In branches above the road fell it must’ve been while we were gone and the city hauled it away 4-1-21
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well water
This morning, I remember a dipper full of water from the well that stood in my grandparents’ yard that waited for me to visit, pump into a pail, carry inside and fill the basin that sat under the slant of stairs in their kitchen. I don’t remember discussions of germs on a shared dipper only…
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maybe, I’m ok
When I was young I would page through Playboy for cartoons now I do the same with the New Yorker maybe this is a sign of progress maybe a sign of lower testosterone maybe it is both and I’m okay with that An ant appears from somewhere wanders across the page unafraid maybe it’s a…
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how I became a poet
When I was in fourth grade they tried to teach me violin but I was called a sissy I put down my case and fought When I was seventh grade I wanted to play French horn but trombones were cheaper I knew all the troublemakers and band secrets I’d laugh and would not snitch When…
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poem for her husband’s passing
She wrote It’s been a long journey He passed away this morning I’m ok Our son is here for a few days Family and friends support me Due to COVID There will be no service, but some day In the future, we will gather for stories and food Love to you For your friendship all…
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Chill
“Some feel the rain. Others just get wet” Bob Marley (and several others) no umbrella no rain coat long way to house hurrying won’t keep you dry no sense in rushing luxuriate in sensations of chill winter rain you will be home soon enough take shoes off at door remove wet clothes feet on the…
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fragments of paradise
Lying broken she asked what I saw when I shut my eyes I said I see nothing She said she sees fragments of paradise floating cubes of white fragrant as soap wrapped in ribbons and beads stars and hearts shiny, bright and beautiful She shuts her eyes drifts off to sleep I rise to leave…
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Christmas eve 2020
The Christmas Eve It snowed In Nashville She woke Tried to understand How she crashed Paradise shattered Pieces floating In her head She told a nurse She needed to pee Lay on a bed pan Said her head hurt Begged them To make it stop She asked me To help her remember Her obligatory prayer…
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Solstice sage
Because she lay broken in a hospital bed We did not burn sage in a solstice fire this year We will not pass this way again or be reborn We did not watch Jupiter and Saturn converge We will not be here the next time planets meet But we will pray for her to heal…
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A father’s vigil
All these people each one rides elevator up each one worried each one wishes they could lay on hands remove pain heal broken bodies In dim light by her bed you stand watch quiet offer silent prayers conjure magic wish you could take her pain as yours 12-21-20
My husband's poetry 