Her Headphones

She was grooving
to the music
swaying to the tunes
I wanted to join her
I wanted to sway together
with her,
her headphones
sleek and stylish
not being plugged in
made me wonder
about the tunes
playing loudly
in her head

in her head….

I wanted
to sway with her
tunes, just not being

in her head…


Ending it All

25 hours
each day having
every minute,
every second
spent with you,

24 hours
never enough
7 days
hardly a moment
a breath
the time
of one electron
one sun burning
hydrogen to helium
one beat of my heart
one flap of your butterfly
one tear falling,
one life not
never being enough
one life not
existing knowing what
how, why
you feel, think, are
one life to share
thinking, believing, living
the thought of continuing
the will to live
the time being mine,
on this planet
this rock, this blue marble, this idea
this dream, dreamed
by others

Are you only
my dream?
did I do so,
dream of you?

Thinking of
ending it all
the search, the longing, the wait
the ability to find
to convince, to make you smile
to love
to love

Thinking of
ending it all
thinking of
you being, a beginning

a new start
a new way of thinking
a new way of loving

Did I,
only dream

She loved, the Rain

hand in hand
our faces glowing
in the falling
she told me,

Together with you
sitting by the fire
our faces glowing
in the warmth
of the embers,
I replied,

I gave her an umbrella, while
She gave me a bag of charcoal

-and we never saw each other


Chasing Death

Peek a boo!
playing hide and seek
with death

No, not it’s younger brother
or, aged mother
but death, itself

I’ve wondered about it
my whole long life
when will we meet
just it and I
on a darkened street
in the middle of my vacation
on a lonely road
my eyes tired
and weary, asking

Have I brushed with it?
some might ask
just once or twice,
but the thought of surviving
my feat of death
suffering through the agony
waiting for death to take its
rightful place,
was not for me
not yet, it seemed

We have danced together
the dance of death
it has been close enough to touch,
but it chose to touch others
near me, instead

Why did it not consult
with me,
ask me why it needed to take
my mother, my father
now my younger sister?
why must I remain,
asking such questions
receiving no answers?

Lurking it does
around the next corner
along the way to where I am going
just behind me, getting nearer

Fickle it is
taking someone next to me
without my knowledge
someone I knew,
someone, I wouldn’t know

Not long to go
it might say to me
how long is long?
A long life, a life span
getting longer all the time
will I live to be 100?
will I get the chance to choose?

Death started laughing
without stop
who will choose?
who will die?
who will live, a bit longer

We had a good laugh together
death and I
that was funny, I admit
thinking that it was I that was in
thinking that it was I that chose
when my time was up,
over and out, finished, having bought the farm,
or kicked the bucket

So many ways to say it
so many ways to experience it

Is it painful
dying that is?
who do I ask
who can tell me
is it only angelic
listening to the trumpets of heaven
blowing in my ears
listening to the sound of my breathing
growing weaker all the time,
is it just, a walk in the park
a stroll on the moon,
or, soft as a baby’s bottom

will I smile inside
will I welcome the change of pace
the change of venue
the end of all ends?

Silly of me, isn’t it
questioning death like this?
most would choose to avoid
the most important subject
in their lives
most would choose to ignore
to scoff, to drive the fastest cars,
and love the most beautiful women,
dare to walk tightrope over the Grand Canyon
or, jump out of an airplane, waiting
waiting to pull the cord
so close to the ground
to touch it

I guess, it’s better to take a stroll
no need to hurry here
no need to chase the inevitable, or
go looking for it,

It most likely will find me in the end
something as certain as taxes

and death…..


In the Time

In the time it takes
to go
from one end
of the room
to the other,
having forgotten
why I had thought
about her,
at that moment
in time,
pushing that memory
out of the way,
for a new thought
of her
to enter…


Hard to Get

She didn’t know
the meaning
of playing
hard to get,

Teasing, cajoling
displaying her
come to me finger


It takes
strength of conviction
absolute control
of feeling and emotions
stone-faced resilience

All fine qualities
none of which

I happened

to possess


Your Dog

Your dog
showed up today
on my doorstep
wagging and sniffling
begging and whining,
I’d like you
to fetch your dog
before things
get unpleasant
It has happened before
you know
when you’ve tried
to win my affections
It won’t work
It just won’t,
Darn it!
Now he’s gone
Now, you’ll have
to come in as well,
Stop your wagging
and sniffing,
your begging and whining,
it’ll just be for one night
so don’t get ideas,
and by the way,
let the dog out
before we turn in
for the night….


You, What You Did

You kidnapped my cat
catnapped, you did
forgive you
I can’t,

My dog laughed
and shed
a crocodile tear

such a loss, such a loss

One less food dish
to bump into
at night…..


How Many Words?

How many words
comprise the life of one
Starting out, living, going away
how many thoughts
how many tears
and the years,

Oh, how the years
seemed to drag on at times
slow in the beginning
racing to the end
of all ends,
living in the warmth of summer
shivering in the cold of winter
waiting for the one season to end
the other to start,
waiting for birthdays,
waiting for others to make life

How many words describe
any one person?
someone, I knew
someone, I grew up with
someone, I lost track of
someone, I found again
after all those years between,

How many different people
are we throughout life?
The youth, the adult
father, mother, sister, brother
friend, lover

How many times have we thought
about where life is taking us,
why we are here, where we are going
are we destined to be alone,
or, together with someone to the end

When does the end come?
what would we do, what would we say
if we knew when the finality, the quiet sleep
stirring emotions of those we know
of those we knew,

What will our epitaph be?
were we liked, hated, loved
fun to be around, quiet moments
fiery emotions flaring,
knowing what we wanted
knowing what we needed?

Why all of these words?
because I have lost someone
someone close once, then not, then again

others before, many others later
I, too will fade away
not necessarily in the manner of my
just fading into darkness
some might say into the light
others might laugh at who I was
or share a moment to reflect upon
my words,

just as I do now

Reflecting upon these words
only a hollow rendition
of anyone’s rich life
trying to express,
what others also will express

The celebration of the life we know
the life we knew
the promise, the hope
always existing
of better things to come,
until that day,
we are all reunited
being together again

Together again
at the end of all



When He Did Not

I noticed you
when he did not
oh, your clever ways
and hidden desires
known to others
known only to you,
revealed to me
revealed to me,

I desired you
when he did not
warm sultry evenings
staring at the mirror
wondering why, how
and I stood behind you
waiting, watching for a tear
to fall,

I dreamed of you
when he did not,
no more dreams of you
no more plans to plan
no more passion
I was there
when he was not
I stood there
to one side, while you thought
you dreamed alone,
but you did not,

I loved you
when he did not
he wasted your time
he wasted your life
loving something else,
others and their ways
ignoring you, hurting you

I loved you
when he did not

I love you
still, though

he does not