There’s a chill that gets down
Into your bones, and you can
Feel nothing but the cold, the
Ache, and you cease to know
What warm was, and there’s
No escape or reprieve until a
Few months from now when
Winter slowly fades to Spring.
I love that chill.
“Echoes”
We hold on to pieces of the ones
Who have left us, whether to
Elsewhere in this world or to
Something beyond comprehension.
We cling to what little reminders
Have remained, a handwritten
Note, a lingering memory of a
Kiss, or a voice, a mundane recording.
We savor that we have some means
Of remembering, that we can
Recall a bit of how we felt when
That person was still a part of us.
And as the years pass, we may
Notice that the voices aren’t as
Loud, or the images aren’t as
Clear as they used to be.
Until the day that we come across
One of those little fragments,
And all of that love rushes back
Across time, a reverberation.
9/13/18
“Vision”
I saw a new picture today, and I
Thought immediately of you, and
How long it’s been since we were
Able to talk, and how we stopped
Talking far too long before you were
Gone.
It was your face in the photo,
Though it wasn’t a photo of you,
And I was struck, very suddenly,
By just how much alike you two
Were, and how alike we were,
Once.
I saw your smile again in hers,
And heard your laughter for
The first time in years, and now
I can’t stop reliving a friendship
That started over twenty years
Ago.
We drifted apart as years went
By, but we went on adventures
Together all the same, seeing
New parts of the world, living
Our grand journey, despite our
Differences.
And now, I am left with little
More than some old photographs,
And the memories that we made
In the far too short time we had
Before your voyage came to an
End.
6/21/18
“A Chance Meeting”
I saw her only for a brief moment,
Stopped in the left-hand turn lane.
And in that moment, as I glanced at
Her face, I saw the life we could have
Lived together. A thousand thousand
Possibilities and perhapses flitted
Through the space between my car
And hers, mingling with the what-ifs
And if-onlys. And then, as the light
Turned green, I realized that moment
Flashes between each and every
One of us on any given day.
“Clouds”
I went for a drive last night,
When there was a pause in
The rain, and as I looked out
At the mountain I saw great
Clouds clinging to her sides,
Like giants playing at being
Goats on cliff edges, fearless
And watching over the sprawl
Of the city below.
“We Are The Meteor”
We are the meteor
We are bringing change
We will see the end
Of the dinosaurs’ reign
We are the meteor
We can not be stopped
We just pick up speed
And we’re coming in hot
We are the meteor
We are the reset
And you won’t believe it
When you see our impact
We are the meteor
We are bringing change
We will see the end
Of the dinosaurs’ reign
“Stargaze”
We spent the summer’s nights
Gazing up at jet-black sky
Pierced by fierce crystal
And deftly marbled with the
Swirling grasp of the Milky Way.
Hand in hand, we kissed, and
We wished
That we would be as endless
As all that we could not see.
“An Invitation”
Your gravest error
Was inviting me across
Your threshold that night.
“Fort”
My sister and I once built
A fort out of sticks and
Tumbleweeds, burrowing
In where they had blown
Against the row of pines.
We took snacks and water
And spent afternoons
Pretending to be explorers
Stranded on some distant
Island, though we had only
Once ever seen the ocean.
It’s been a while since I’ve done some of this, so here’s some fresh Magnetic Poetry for you.
“my goddess
whispers a symphony
in a thousand languages
and I go to her
together always as lovers in
every moonlight dream”
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