wemagine
January 8, 2008
I am a person
this is precious
because you are
Missing Him
December 24, 2007
Let’s work backwards:
First, I will miss him just sitting in his chair
content to smile as if he had no needs –
connected by spirit, happy to be.
I will miss the shuffle of his brave feet
planting the walker ahead like an ice axe;
climbing mountains we could not see.
I will miss him presiding above the fondue
a sorcerer stirring by candle light,
conjuring batches of yuletide glee.
I will miss him saying grace at the helm
from which he would love, work, and lead
a life of no regret, a life of family.
budku2
December 1, 2007
until
October 20, 2007
drooling purple
September 28, 2007
little vampire
brings his face to the toast
sucks in the jelly.
always saying goodbye always saying hello
August 17, 2007
with each wave
these last moments
bathe our consciousness
there was nothing else…
(but jobs are waiting)
put the tiny shells
in your pockets
I tell the boys
so the big ones won’t crush them.
two buddies –
they are eleven
never to be eleven again.
the breeze hides my tears.
2003
hammer, screwdriver, matches
June 16, 2007
Dad was often a car
or washing machine
with arms –
to which I handed
a tool,
or a pack of smokes.
CNNxiety
June 6, 2007
anxious images
over and over again …
entertainment
I wish I had an angel friend
January 17, 2007
I wish I had an angel friend
to watch over your tiny travels –
to walk with you through wander worlds
of daisy, stream, and meadow.
I wish to have an angel friend
when it becomes your time
to go exploring on your own
to catch you if too high you climb
above this grownup world of pace
too fast to see my child’s face.
qazse 
