Sorry it’s late. You get two poems today!
Walking by the shore
I smell salt spray on the air
And so my mind calms
Sorry it’s late. You get two poems today!
Walking by the shore
I smell salt spray on the air
And so my mind calms
By cobbled stone did I walk
In boots worn and torn
To see you there
Ever doubt plagues my thoughts
What if my eyes deceived me?
What if my ears were lying?
What if the words I’ve written
Mean little more than naught?
I find secret scars
Etched in corners of your soul
And love you yet more
I see in your eyes
A reflection of me
And so much more
Such wisdom
Such strength
Such life as to inspire
And I wonder
If when you look in mine
You see the same
Crackling, orange flames
A blanket and a lover
What else could I ask?
The storm brought howling winds and rain
Endless and singing loud
Crashing against the windowpane
The trees outside unbowed
And after it had passed, the world
Grew soft and sat in wait
And in my corner there I curled
Till quiet did abate
A bit of chocolate,
Hot, for me
Rising with the breath of the earth
Flitting through the boughs
In every hue imaginable
Sweet feathers on wings so free
Here lies a dry man
Who watered others’ gardens
Saving none for him