no beach silhouette
could compare to mountain snow
with my boys up front
Not Even Sunset
sons
Naked and True
i’ll grasp this aspen
framed by its own starry night
when i need some peace
Reach for It
an exhausting day
with my spirit-week “jersey”
and this fake smile
hidden by these masks
that have broken our world
like a rootless orchid
but this cat. this cat.
a soft purrfection presence
worth a real grin.
For Me?
our symbolic cat
sitting by his empty plate
waiting for his love
Now, English?
just a year ago
i taught my boy how to ski.
(he learned in one day)
Sludge
my life in a meal:
always trying for the pic
always missing it
(Im)permanence
this choice will break me no matter what i decide. so i should decide.
(Re)solution
ironic notice
as the words come flooding in
(yet i can’t stop them)
no. i had no plan.
no plan for any of this.
(nor a solution).
It’s Been a Year…
and the wheels still spin
and we try and wish and blow
and hope for a change
Downhill for the Uphill
2020 ends
in the same way it began
(with downhill skiing)
2020 ends
nearly every way different
than a year ago
2020 brings
a balance of sorrow, joy
hidden behind masks
2020 ends
with screens controlling our lives
(searching for meaning)
2021
with its 5-syllable self
will bring us new hope
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