The Arrival of Spring
The long winter has ended
The arrival of Spring pleases me
Its sweet light was in full flourish
It fills my garden
Robins and sparrows, and a pair of blackbirds
navigate through the trees with renewal
I pick up a garden hose and scatter a stream
of cold water on the begonias, calla lilies,
bird of paradise, and the hollyhocks, as
well as the trunk of the old elm
After, the ivy bed, the steps of the
front porch, and the windows
Everything in sight is wet, bathed in a damp,
fresh glow
I look at the dripping trees, flooded front
porch, the sparkling flowers, the pools of water
on the walkway and the saturated driveway
I feel pleasingly refreshing and cleansed
Free Spirit
For Eunice
I miss you.
The old you
Nobody better
then I kept
the faith that
the old you
the wonderful
free spirit
would return
I couldn’t do
otherwise.
I always kept
an appetite for
your return
The old you traveled
the high road
from the rest of us
I was in awe of
you, nothing
was safe. You did
what you desired
You held me
with your humor,
song, wit, charm,
and rhythm.
Now, all gone.
vanished like a flash of
light, diminish to
living the life of
an extra-terrestrial
Life moving at a fast
pace while you sit alone watching
Naked
You wake me with your pale smooth body
and your chicken pox scar
the shape of snake river
The window stands open
a draft of air hits our ankles
I relish watching the moonlight
going out across your back as
you sleep perfectly still, unwavering
Your head rests between your shoulders
My eyes sparkle at your beauty
My heart quivers at how pure you are
suspended on a tide of fate
without any influence over
your life than a wine cork floating
on the high seas
I must depart at daybreak
I’ll be back tonight
to be naked with you again
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