
During this time of chaos and turmoil, I find peace in the rough bark of trees, the dancing scurry of squirrels, the opera of birds, the sun on my face, the canvas of dark night and sparkling stars.
dream
salt sea foam
clams scurry
dig themselves
into sand
as the waves recede
we are young
i wrap
burgundy and cobalt
gauze scarf
about my torso
my nipples show
i reach out
to touch
your silken sandy curls
as cigarette smoke
sinuously rises
your voice rumbles
weakens my knees
Horizon eats sun,
bursting tangerine.
Bold azure,
golden sky,
I pick up the laundry.
Night steals in,
blueberry cloud patches
brushes cornflower dome sky.
Laundry bag slung over shoulder
I gaze
above the knoll of weapons.
Pale rotund moon
strangled gently
by
silver
spider
strands.

above the knoll
of weapons
pale full moon
strangled gently
1
this book of love notes
lies next to our shopping list,
plans for meals,
to be placed on the lips
and savored.
2
circle of sun
warmth
of your embrace
perfect grace
3
Thanks for that middle-of-the-day phone call.
i hear your voice and instantly rejoice.
It is a balm in grey sky winter,
a holiday seaside calm.
4
as light fades
darkened by clouds and time
i wait
while cooking
while reading
for the click of your key
to unlock home
5
I whisper your name
in prayer
in supplication
to sooth
At night
I curl my arm around
your smooth flank
contour my body along yours
I whisper your name
a lullaby
6
curve of your body against mine
tells a complicated calculus of comfort
eclipse of day worries and heaven’s delights