and you will miss her

you will get up and go on
approach self-preservation
with no reservations
you will write
when there is no inspiration…

inked

the words will stay where they are

inked
onto paper

some loves

long deferred
some loves
are not frustrated
will not be
prevaricated
they are obvious
those loves
when light coats gratefully
astounded…

build

she has strength inside of her strength
shutters that would make you weep
when they close
stone inside of wood
indomitable
cathedral of a woman

a dark forest

a dark forest

you — on one side
i — on the other

solid

amid catastrophe
where broken glass has carpeted floors
blown in from windows
shredded
wallpaper
hangs
from walls that have seen
better days
there…

you

there is no question
but that i would kneel for you
not willfully
playfully
tossing myself to the ground in some fantasy
you
bring that out in me…

winter stands

it could have been
magical
this unexplained
wonder
could have been
built to celebrate
to ponder
to honor
change
measured by the fading…

beyond broken

you are missed
where purple flowers hug broken doors
wild water mists over eroded stone
you are missed
beyond the gate
sage wood is…

while wood fell softly

i wish the forest
had made a clear path for you
for her own pleasure