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I would not ask of you to wait

for me; I did not wait for you.

I’ve met a cruel tutor in fate

and learned my lines just seconds late

.

I would not ask you to forgive;

Neither have I forgiven all.

Nor could I remorse outlive

and still be saved in free fall

.

I ask only that you recall

we loved. Did you forget?

And if we can remember that,

Then there is hope. Yes, yet.

Coffee

We haven’t met

in years

so let’s duck

into a cafe

and drown

in cups

of coffee.

—March 9th 2012

The Old Tree

The branches reached into the sky

And cast the emerald green

Reflections down below where I

Thought how it might have been

The same a hundred years ago.

At 7, I might never know.

.

11 years passed quickly by

And it seems all too strange

That so much time has passed and I

See no apparent change

From now and all those years ago.

I, 18, don’t care to know.

.

Someday years and years from now

I’ll stand under this magic tree.

Look up and smile, know somehow,

This hollow wood will always be

Like it was when I was 7—

Timeless, like another heaven.

—2009

The Old Tree

The branches reached into the sky

And cast the emerald green

Reflections down below where I

Thought how it might have been

The same a hundred years ago.

At 7, I might never know.

11 years passed quickly by

And it seems all too strange

That so much time has passed and I

See no apparent change

From now and all those years ago.

I, 18, don’t care to know.

Someday years and years from now

I’ll stand under this magic tree.

Look up and smile, know somehow,

This hollow wood will always be

Like it was when I was 7—

Timeless, like another heaven.

—2009

i’m half drunk

and i care

half as much

about what

there is

and twice as much

about the half

there isn’t

Midnight Oil

These berries blushed in scorching light

Before being crushed beneath the stones

Their oil illumines this dark night.

I vigil hold. They search your bones

.

Yet doubtless you are still out there

Somewhere ‘neath the moon’s dim glow;

Because my lamp still burns in prayer

I neither wish, nor hope, but know.

.

I’ll never let this fire burn out;

Neither let time your being erase

No matter how things may turn out

One day again we will embrace.

.

And miles and miles and miles away

I know in you there lives desire

To be found, and as I pray

In you will be reborn a fire.

-December 2008

I could

I could love you

If I let me;

If I quit lying to us,

.

but…

.

February 8, 2012

Leaves Remembered


Autumn’s trees in splendid dyes
Line these streets, in neat spaced plots
Upon the branch leaves feast our eyes.
But on the floor, they are forgot,
Stepped on, run on, trodden, crushed,
Most anything at all but found.
Praised on the branch, but in our rush
We overlook those on the ground.

.
It won’t be very long before
The trees shed all and they are naked.
When leaves are gathered on the floor
And into tidy piles raked.
Then, with nothing to behold
Upon the skeletons of trees,
Perhaps we’ll search for hidden gold
Amid raked piles if we please.
And then I hope we’ll find and keep
The fallen leaves in autumn sleep.

.
December 2008