10/19/09
Icy Heart
Cheeks dappled with cadmium watercolor
Eyes bright-shining beads of azure liquid
She sighs deeply
Her breath billows forth
Wispy clouds of steam and grief
Old tears cold as gloveless fingers
Sear her numbing cheeks
A dead cold chill claws
Through muscle and bone
She shivers in empty pain
Her gold-gilded hair tangles in the wind
Like hundreds of threads discarded from a needle
From his own personal tundra
A friend approaches lovingly
A shelter in her blizzard
She questions with her eyes
Her desire for heat again
With one warm embrace
He thaws her icicle tears into steady flows
And lets them run their course
Streams run until they dry
Sun will always melt the snow
A blossoming breath of spring
She slips with a smile into warmth
Comfortable in his safe and gentle hold
10/26/09
Weekend Afternoon with a Friend Apples left half-eaten on the ground
You said they’re better than Applecrest, and I agree
More natural with more variety
The pure beauty that ends up
Tainted by the grocer, forgotten by consumers
New bonds to new friends:
Dogs, horses, ponies, sheep
So many to meet at once
The birds and the gentle bees
View from the top of the barn
A far-off horizon and autumnal hills
Three white doves and three black crows
Flying together in a cloudless sky
Above the fields of home
Conversations stirred in a casual atmosphere
Questions thought to go unasked
Answers thought never to be given
“Bet you never thought you’d be here,” you said
Only because I never thought you’d invite me
Remnants of our afternoon
Ingrained in my memory of you.
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