I crossed the street and there, stopped at the light, A chartreuse Prius, like the one you drive, Or drove, and in its mileage took delight When we talked cars and you were still alive, So, without thinking, I inclined my head To see if you or wife were at the wheel, And that's when … Continue reading December 17: Nota Bene
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December 16: Wishes Are Children
For those of you whose hearts will ache tonight I wish with all of mine that you'll find peace. For those in pain, may comfort slake tonight Your agony, and lead to its surcease. For those who grieve, good memories I pray, And justice for the ranks of the oppressed, The lonely, may joy loneliness … Continue reading December 16: Wishes Are Children
November 24: Memoriam
A celebrant quartet, three sects comprising, United by their love for the deceased, Sent offerings of ancient words arising, In celebration of her life surceased. A choir of friends, their voices raised in song, Gave of their music, hallowed ministry, While consecration with congregant tears And laughter celebrated memory. A heartfelt homily, solemn communion Of … Continue reading November 24: Memoriam
November 9: Inner Space
Grief is a hole that suddenly appears Protected by an invisible seal, Hidden, immeasurable, so that one fears The indefinable may not be real. And yet it can be felt sporadically, At times both unforseeable and those That fall beneath predictability And half-remembered history- suppose That curiosity will chip away The seal, but fear of … Continue reading November 9: Inner Space
November 8: Day of the Living
Two women, separated by three years, Two thousand, seven hundred sixty miles, And three time zones, but linked by blood and tears Pick up their phones with matching wistful smiles And dial the number of their elder brother To wish him happy birthday both at once, Thus making him ring off to greet the other … Continue reading November 8: Day of the Living
November 7: O My Sainted Aunt
My evening walk brought me up to a wall Where previously a set of stairs had been- A set of rotten roots had caused to fall A mighty eucalpytus, clad in green. When morning dawned, the screen of leaves had gone, The trunk chopped into manageable blocks, Though doughty bannister had undergone A transformation from … Continue reading November 7: O My Sainted Aunt
August 11: Fair Robin I Love
Salacious language, sex, and Nick at Nite- Such things were unavailable, forbidden. Within those boundaries, naught felt as right As what I somehow sensed was barely hidden; Beneath those PG rating lurked a power, Both unrepentant and so full of glee, That loudly, quickly, joyfully devoured The boundaries of what I was to be. For … Continue reading August 11: Fair Robin I Love
June 10: Summarize Proust
My seatmate said, “That book is pretty big- What's it about?” I truly wish I knew How to describe without seeming a prig Marcel Proust's À la recherche du temps perdu. “The longest greatest longest novel ever written?” “Reflections on names and shifting perceptions That chronicle the joy of being smitten By literature and love … Continue reading June 10: Summarize Proust
May 13: Little Lamb
“Of all the dogs,” declared our neighbor's son, While patting my Giovanni's scruffy head, “Who live near us, Kylie's my number one.” I've not the heart to tell him that she's dead; How callous metastasis can devour Those least deserving of that awful plight, How miserable to watch its awful power Destroy a creature made … Continue reading May 13: Little Lamb
February 3: Good Night Sweet Prince
An actor dies in New York every day And leaves no more or less than any man; Remembered for the roles he once portrayed By family, colleagues, and his ardent fans. An actor died in New York yesterday, Who with his presence stage and film had graced, And while we mourn his loss, we yet … Continue reading February 3: Good Night Sweet Prince
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