Winter

The north wind freezes fields and rivers

Drifts across roads to seal the town

Skin cracks inside ice covered gloves

Vick’s rubbed onto croupy chests

Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Year’s Day

Fireplace surrounded by, family, lovers and friends

Ice skating, snowball fights, sleigh rides

Hot chocolate, red noses and hugs

Time

You silenced the calling out of children

Across empty lots and down twilight alleyways

You stole the summers of innocents

And the friends and lovers of forgotten days

 

Long ago, you teased me with your possibilities

Filled me with hope and fantasies

Then jerked away your promises

And left me with want and empty dreams

Poetry Two

I write you poetry to beg acceptance

Into a world that’s not mine

Hoping my words can talk to you

In a voice that I will never speak aloud

Feelings are difficult to breath into life

When there’s a battle between

My imagery and your truth

But what good is inspiration

If not earned through struggle

I only hope that one man’s dribble

Just might be your art

Summer Days

Heavy air on breezeless days
Push you into shady corners
Sweat stained ball caps
Cover red leather faces
Adonis boys display their prowess
To bikini clad Aphrodite
Blood runs hotter than the sun
When darkness hides their passion

Got a Minute?

Got a minute
We need to talk
I was at the doctor
Lump
Biopsy
Malignant
Don’t cry
Too early to tell
I’m scared
Take care of them
I love you
Goodbye