If ever
One
If ever
Two together
One
If ever
To treasure untethered
Two if ever
One
Together
One
If ever
Together with love
Most days I would try to write a poem; it is a practice, as I suppose is meditation, or smiling, or watching the world go by
If ever
One
If ever
Two together
One
If ever
To treasure untethered
Two if ever
One
Together
One
If ever
Together with love
Construct and construct again
Shave away the viewpoint
Open a door, open a window
Bring me to your close quarters
Take me by the hand
You already have my mind
Take me to your meadow
I won’t, I will not decline
Lay down the fragrance of death
Pick up the dead or dying
Fold, pile, compress
Tease out with clinical precisions
Leave me a little gentler
A small space in my pastoral mind
An impression deep in my psyche
A place for future incisions
Patience, peaceful
Quiet well disguised determination
An idea inside an idea
Latent beauty divested
Impressed with duty, picked
Pocketed, brought to base
Laced with love
Patience, peaceful
Calm with clear subconscious contemplation
A thought inside a thought
One thread, one daisy chain, one and then another
One time clock, one yes he loves me, one carefree slim line lover
One strip of full on red, one corn field full of poppies, the friendship of another
One diamond stud, one painted leaf, one note passed on - by my brother
One line of time, one road of hop on board jalopies
My memory won't drop
You were, you are
One daisy chain my lover
There is no one other