Dashing off full decades

Dashing off full decades

And still the day is long

Recent recollections 

Ring and sing their swan song 

The Truth of holding hands

Exclamation points curled

Latitudes east to west

Long longitudes, the world

Living is mere delay

Living is mere delay

Peeling mica from stone

Transparency glistens

The sweating skin on bone

Before the fate arrives

Experience a love

What a waste of waiting

Before the undreamed of

Imaginary air

Imaginary air

Of decades before yet

Here in this light and space 

The same emotions jet

In this never again

I remember the why

But after all these years

I’m thankful of goodbye

Living without a shield

Living without a shield

Or borders as we spread

Waking to adventure

And not judgmental dread

Dice rolling or chess move

Maturity to choose

Success or fail trying

Knowing we cannot lose

The trap of past mistakes

The trap of past mistakes

Leaves futures not trusting

With immediate no’s

And guarantee musting

Little risk or venture

Sensible predictions 

Not pleasantly surprised

Because of convictions

Unreciprocated

Unreciprocated 

Just how would a child know

The shallowness or the

Truth of the silent no

Questioning and confused

The holidays’ mayhem

And the dreaded birthdays

Incompleteness of them

Green wood promises new

Green wood promises new

Don’t all rocks become sand

Delivery to dirge

The quest to understand

Spinning squares form circles

Deep discern the root shape

Fruitless, unforgiving 

Bandits of wine or grape

Out of the World of Art

Out of the World of Art

A Cupid’s arrow shot

Upon impact I pushed

It deeper in its spot

Beyond introductions

Or explanations made

We cross-pollinated 

Like two wood grains inlaid

Ripple not making wave

Ripple not making wave

The applause left behind

Making an impression 

Or simply wined and dined

In rurals of living

With time, hay rolls flatten

And clothes hung on a line

Cannot turn to satin

A seismic magnitude

A seismic magnitude 

Below the crust a quake

No damage made above

Merely a minor shake

But the plates have shifted

Without causing a break

The change was internal

The effects more opaque 

Walnut to nautilus

Walnut to nautilus 

Still turning to achieve

The tighter screw deepens

Both growth and age perceive

The Leidenfrost Effect

Surviving any heat

Wiser the vantage where

Acceptance and change meet

Diluted answers reign

Diluted answers reign

More for function than fact

No empathy empire

Just needs to be enact

Counterfeit money is

Handed out to the poor

So they are arrested

When it’s used at a store 

The perpetual plow

The perpetual plow

The years without harvest

Finally the future

Closer now the farthest

Scarecrows rising as kites

Celebrations of feast

Preserving the plenty

For the long winter fleeced

Nothing fantastical

Nothing fantastical 

Park benches and streetlights 

You’re handsome in blue like

Summer skies on late nights

Busy intersections 

Are framing our brief rest

Nothing settled in stone

A trough awaits our crest

Engaging the twilight

Engaging the twilight

In the lesser contrast

Sun striking tree matches

Lines for starfishes cast

The powers of picnic

Did you have a nice day

Crowns of contentment and

Decrees of a heyday

“Renascence” would not fit

“Renascence” would not fit

On a napkin or slip

And a lonely haiku

Would feel more like a blip

Forty-eight syllables 

Written on store receipts

A thought or a journey

Us here as day repeats

I cannot swim the day

I cannot swim the day

Both words said and unsaid

A full tide coming in

Drowning meant and instead

Should arms become wings and

Red-eye towards tomorrow 

But time has no hurry

And there is no borrow

Under silver clouds like

Under silver clouds like

Billowing satin sheets

We travelled in the arts

Up and down city streets

Ice cream cones mimicking

In front of Henry Moore

The best art is living

Not sold in any store