A pause in poetry

A pause in poetry
Vocabulary short
The abstract lining up
Like ships at docks in port

Or English row houses
Pages prepped for a spine
All, dividing by one
Finding the equal sign

I forgot who I am

I forgot who I am
Justifying the means
Calamity backwards
Filling the in between

Loneliness with false stars
And the moon had no light
Not needing to look far
The beacon of insight

Sharing a small common

Sharing a small common
Our differences wide
With days separated
By a mere passing tide

A jar of buttons for
Garments that came and went
Prepared for a future
That never found an -ent

An unfortunate win

An unfortunate win
Abandonment design
Echoes found in structures
Victories in resign

Acknowledging beauty
Courting celebration
Finding Life exists at
Higher elevation

Not cross pollination

Not cross pollination 

Born in darkness and void

Nothing striking nothing

Not sad or overjoyed 

No flint or residue

No remnant of ember

No April, May or June

Not any December 

The clouds cannot rollback

The clouds cannot rollback 

Seems, time is descending

Once all new beginnings

Now, so much is ending

Never giving oneself 

A complete and fair shake

Always seeing the flaws

In the short life we make

After the arrival

After the arrival
A Life is not at beach
Entering the ocean
Reaching the out of reach

Stopping merely to rest
Pilgrim and refugee
Destiny and future
Elope without decree

Far from the crowded flock

Far from the crowded flock
Looking for the one tree
That grows far from the woods
Tall and solitary

An unobstructed view
Don an apron of space
See storm clouds coming
Or skies without a trace

The canary in me

The canary in me
Has flown out of the mine
Bright yellow and deep gold
Not following a line

To accept a wander
One can never be lost
The here and the now are
Coordinates embossed

Missed opportunity

Missed opportunity
Magnolia frost bite
Stillness in day and hour
Sitting here like a kite

How to appreciate
Present circumstances
Knowing what might have been
Given better chances

Sadness in happiness

Sadness in happiness
Wrinkled sheets of cotton
All the joys remembered
So many forgotten

Unable to go back
And share in a rejoice
Once complete, now apart
Floor boards without their joist

Not here empty handed

Not here empty handed

There are pockets of air

The long roads of Life are

Now gray strands of short hair

Seeking new beginnings

That may finish or not

Trying to serve the meal

While still stirring the pot