Apprehension
since you got sent home
I’ve been sitting by your side
praying you’ll return
–
waiting-
trying not
to lose hope
since you got sent home
I’ve been sitting by your side
praying you’ll return
–
waiting-
trying not
to lose hope
don’t gamble on me
there’s far too much at stake and
you don’t know the score
–
what you see
I choose
to show
longing for the time
when there is no one to please
and nowhere to be
–
cherished,
those few minutes
between calls
caressed by the pen
ink and paper combine with
the lightness of verse
–
liquid words
meandering
into prose
faded cutoff shorts
bare feet out the car window
hair teased by the wind
–
hot skin
cool sheets
and promises
I’m never alone
my ally, my enemy
you’re always with me
–
ever present
that little voice
of self doubt
adrift in the tide
seagulls carving lazy arcs
through the azure sky
–
becalmed,
awaiting the moon
and the fish
a cold winter night
staccato rain on the roof
you, keeping me warm
–
winter’s eve
with you, I’m
warm inside
freshly mown spring grass
a frog hops to the safety
of an old stone wall
–
the bull frog
peeks out from
behind a stone
in grape arbor
a cardinal seeks shelter
from the driving rain
–
secluded
deep within
my wine glass