Lost
a bicycle bell
she speeds by, skirt fluttering
laughter in the wind
–
She’s gone
before I know
it’s her
a bicycle bell
she speeds by, skirt fluttering
laughter in the wind
–
She’s gone
before I know
it’s her
in the forest pond
floating water lilies tint
the fishes below
–
ripple-
a golden koi
breaks the surface
when I’ve lost my way
the candle in your window
beckons me back home
–
wandering-
guided towards
your light
the noise in my head
a constant cacophony
that gives me no peace
–
whirlwind-
tranquility overcome
by turbulent thoughts
in twenty-two years
from now I pray I’ll still be
waking next to you
–
in anticipation-
dreaming of
our old age
ancient banyan roots
a lounging snapping turtle
basks in the sunlight
–
bayou roots-
the sun warms
a lazy turtle
my heart held hostage
as a testament to your
faith in my return
—
waiting-
my heart
as collateral
a paper lantern
carried aloft on the breeze
lights the evening sky
—
twilight-
illuminated by
a passing lantern
often I frequent
my mind’s darker recesses
to search for solace
Or
in the dark corners
of my mind
seeking peace-
The night’s slow passage
A stanza in the poem
Of my sleeplessness