Nothings
softly spoken words
meant for only you to hear-
whispers by your neck
–
our wedding duvet-
my open heart by
your sleeping ear
Category Archives: Evening
Leaving
whispering my name-
the last word upon your lips
before you leave me
–
peeling paint-
the swinging gate
at my back
Candles
warm and supple light-
long trails of candle wax drip
and pool on the floor
–
candlelight-
shadows buffeted
by the wind
Stone
in a farmer’s wall
amid the moss and loose stones
frogs sing in the night
–
crickets-
rain traces
stone to stone
Memories
in the dark shadows
cobwebs cling to memories
of a distant past
–
winter stubble-
remnants of
my father
Fog
as the fog rolls in
skeletons of spectral trees
fade into the night
–
foggy evening-
gnarled branches
scratch at my window
Comfort
years of my life spent
in the futile pursuit of
bubbe’s chicken soup
–
easy rain-
sandwiches and
tomato soup
Sleep
your door left open-
looking back at you as I
close it behind me
–
moonlight-
your mobile
slowly winds down
Anniversary
fingers intertwined
your slippered feet atop mine
before the fire
–
two dozen years-
still waking up
next to you
Spring
over greening trees
the ashen face of winter
watches the sunrise
–
peep frogs-
rainfall on
the river