you got me going

i want to share with you something more, a line, a word, a turn of phrase that reminds you of me, of a time long ago, of the time when we were glad to see each other, the time before the storms, or being in the midst of one together, we were thunder and lighting rattling the windows down, no one believes me when i speak of you, they thought you were a figment of my imagination, so let it be, let that time be just mine, and yours, just for me, just for you, behind closed doors and shuttered windows, enclosed in a space of just us, no one understands, no one was really supposed to, we were only for each other, only for a time, and in that moment...that moment was forever.


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Tuesday Tidbit

A rainstorm unfolded on this Tuesday morning. My sister saw lightning, I did not. I love watching the way the sky changes. By the end of the day, the sun cut through the cloud cover, lit up oranges and yellows leaving the gray underside of the clouds awash in blue and purple hues. I didn't try to capture a pic, instead I took it in for a good long while.


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Elusive

I've collected quarters to call you.
How many will it take to reach you?
The slivered moon presses down
against the night sky. A song chased
down a hollow throat, lost. Piano
notes heard through the wall.
I have nothing left to show you.
Empty hands fill deep coat pockets.
Seams are torn Winter wind seeps in.
Knuckles chafed raw bleed thinly.
Did we forget our lesson when you
looked right through me? She never
liked questions in my poetry, red lines
across my question marks. A large white
swan in a multi-colored vest chased me
across a yard in my dream last night.
You've caught me sober. Don't drown
in your secrets. You've left snowy
footsteps across the floor. Let them
dry. A reminder that you were here once. 

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