Born without arsenal

Born without arsenal

And “no” not an option

Questioning if I was

An unloved adoption

A charm on a bracelet

Striving for the locket

Instead gemstones picked out

Pockmarked and bare socket

A sadness in parting

A sadness in parting

Sadness for brevity

Richer for the moments 

And our longevity 

The climate keeps changing

And our pans full of gold

Whenever together

Not left out in the cold

Solitary in sun

Solitary in sun

And the sidewalks are long

Cars passing left and right

My a cappella song

Finding definitions 

The mica in granite

Discarding projections

Boundaries are candid

Not sensing completion

Not sensing completion 

A river without mouth

Although the physical 

Is slightly heading south

Seeking confluences 

And greater depth and wide

Languid in the vigor

That rocks me side to side

Removing the fence posts

Removing the fence posts

The rails have long been gone

But these markers wedged deep

Need more effort and brawn

Now time to do the work

Having grown strong and brave

These dots on the landscape

Will get more than a shave

There is no cloud cover

There is no cloud cover 

Thoughts have nowhere to end

If you are not stopping

Should any star befriend 

Into greater darkness

Beyond our comprehend

But the moon tugs at me

An ocean wave append

Too much sunshine shining

Too much sunshine shining 

The leaves are curling brown

Autumns are long summers

Blankets must be turned down

Still shorter days shorten

The calendar days fly

And some in disbelief 

Refuse to answer why