Posted in Poetry, Prose

Here is Looking Up Your Old Address

Moved away did she
changed her name,
once or, twice
such is it with women
these days,

Phone books no longer
work,
no forwarding address
cellphone number,
unlisted,
all of the clues
all turned into dead ends
all the hints, innuendos, lies

Turned the tables on me
in the end…

Lucky thing
she was sitting
right next to me

helping me along the way
or, I never would have found her

again….

Posted in Poetry, Prose, Relationships

A Book, She Read

A book
worn and used
as if its time were in
broken, its back was,
broken, as if it resided
upon a certain page,
reflecting a certain passage,
as we once lay together,
rising up, looking back
telling me, the time was fading
our time,
placing a bookmark,
where she wrote,
what she felt,
what she knew,
the book, being nothing
like it was in its past,
lost was it,
lost in some box, on a shelf, alone
reading it, one day
while thinking of her,
why she went away,
-our time, being
not lasting, yearning
longing after, searching,
finding, expressing, relaxing
in your arms,
the past called,
return must I, alone
without, denying, regretting,
sorrowful,
marking the page
explanations and such
mere words, cannot express
cannot explain, why
why even I lack the answers

Gone was she
with nary a word,
the tears I cried
a river, a flood,
missing you, anger
regret, denial, rebirth
complacency,
longing for your touch
longing to hear your voice,

away, away
gone for a while
a half lifetime, perhaps
unfinished business
an unfinished life

while you read
these words, my words
think of me, won’t you
the smallest request
the only part of me
I never would find again,
without you….

Posted in Poetry, Prose

Sweet On Me

“Don’t you think,
I’m the sweetest thing?”

She had a way of asking me
in such a direct way

“If you were chocolate,
at least 70%
then you’d both be sweet
and good for me” – I replied

So much for her
sweet disposition…..

Posted in California, Poetry, Prose, Prose California, Sierra Nevada

Looking Out

My mind opened
the tent flap, the wind
blowing
the cloudy skies
the mountains encircled,
I might consider myself
trapped
in any other reality.

This scenario, however
which my mind has
created,
not being foreign
nor unintended,
being a reality, more real
than the life
I now live,

Looking out
a rocky landscape beckons
I lean back, considering the view,
complacent
in my thoughts….

Posted in Poetry, Prose, Prose California

Incommunicado

Hiding
away from prying eyes
not being anywhere
anyone could find me

Incommunicado
a state of being
being for the most part
lost within myself, lost to the world
as if the world cared at all,

Existing
in an other time frame,
still visible to those around me
not appearing different
living, breathing, all the normal things
just not within the realm
not where I otherwise might be,

My mind skipped a beat
while my heart went on a lark
my memories yanked and pulled
driving me to the edge, pulling me back
kicked themselves with forgetting
suppressing the urge to lash out

Incommunicado
existing in a most visible way
greeting others around me
as if I always existed in this time line
wondering why, I lived another place
wondering why, l lived another life,

If you saw me, walking down the street
looking like someone, you once knew
daring to tap me on the shoulder
spin me around, awaiting recognition
disappointment replaces

Just being somewhere else
not anywhere in particular
not wanting to expose who might be
walking down the street
living in this body
existing with these thoughts

Just being somewhere else
you see….

Posted in Poetry, Prose, Prose California

A Single Sound, Meow

The cat
looked at me
displaying no real
emotion
but possessing
the knowledge
of the ages,

A simple purr
signaling the coming
of the new age,
one in which cats
would take their rightful
place
in the hierarchy
of the animal world

Traded off instead
for the opportunity

to mock the local dogs
while sitting atop
its royal tree…..

Posted in Poetry, Prose, Prose California

A Simple Drug

A mere aspirin
to ward off
to chase away
the devils

The same ones
telling stories
how a simple drug
will change a life
to the better,

The worse happens
the headache grows in
difficulty,
a simple drug, not enough
the answer to all questions
ones that never needed asking
before
problems, troubles
mounting difficulties
excuses and guilty
thoughts,

Having cured
the evil of the first headache
not being any more simple
nor requiring theft, or destruction
loss of family, of job, of life

A simple drug – wanted
only needed
to solve-

-simple troubles
in an otherwise
uncluttered
life…

Posted in Poetry, Prose, Prose California

The Coolness

I let the coolness,
what the morning chose
to give me,
run down along the indentations
the finely honed surfaces
of my utter imagination,
the images leapt and groveled
shaking off the demons
what the night refused
to let go,
The warm breath of day
simmered just under
the horizon,
my eyes still seared
from the onslaught
what days passed
had given,
blinked profusely
as if to hearken healing
before the next phase
began,

The coolness
the thought of such
altering my mind synapses

swept away
in the ensuing
temperature

swept away

Posted in Poetry, Prose, Prose California

A Tree Limb Dangling

Positioned
over the telephone line
giving way to years
heavy, uncompromising
years

“Why won’t you say it?”
she pleaded on her side
in her life,

-the limb swayed a bit
-creaking in the breeze

“Why won’t you admit to
loving me?”

The branch neared the line,
the weight, the burden
of living so many years
too many to count

“I’ll die without your love”
her words echoed in her head
his silence deafened his reply

“I” quivered his words
on the other side of his life
“I” spoken as if his lungs
became emptied, no breath left
to breathe

The burden could bear no longer
the stillness of the moment
between decision and indecision
hesitating, while the dust hung
in the air

A tree limb dangling
not wanting to commit
not expecting the fall

when finally it came….