Crescent

i’m just a sliver on the sidewalk

mocks the crescent shadow

Of Karen’s green September

Diplopia

how disconcerting

to one day awaken

and begin to see

two

of you!

Infer

my world seems to be

nothing but

the connection of one implied dot

after another

or so you say

Intimate

overlapping barriers

surprising

with space between

as we discover

the intimate

Put On My Travelin’ Shoes

 

i said

not ready

and the air grew still

i said

still not ready

and the air grew silent

i said

the silence deafens me

and so the waiting continues

for one day we all must answer

 

 

 

 

Intrepid

practice 

fearless flipping 

in the frying pan

and fire!

sweet sorrow

oh the anguish of 

inevitable farewell 

when one has

watched the fragile beauty of 

your delicate decline 

courage

intrepid only goes

as far as

you cannot see

Greeting

upon opening 

the door of your day

how shall you 

greet yourself 

strayaway child

how would it be 

to

simply cradle yourself 

when you feel like

a child who 

wants to run