Blueberry

The sorriest sight

That I can remember:

A ripened blueberry

Unpicked in December

Crooked Smile

Won’t you pause with me a while?

We’ll bandy about

There’s something in your crooked smile

That balances me out

An Ounce of Spring

In each of his smiles,

There’s one ounce of spring

I should like to discover

What summertime brings

Q.R.V.

Jupiter’s shining, Mercury’s rising

The Sun is soaking me

In his golden haze, I could die for days

Sipping dregs of Q.R.V.

Jostle

Something in your voice that day

Breached an inner truce

A hardened writ inside of me

Jostled a little loose

Serendipity (2)

Serendipity

The very word born of the sea

The when of who and what will be

Navigates the North inside of me

M Theory

Thoughts are things

Interlacing strings

Sacred vibrations

Imaginations

Harmony

Mollifying waves

Sanctify my frequency

If he was a triptych,

Surely you’re harmony

Love Indentured

He engendered

Then surrendered

Love indentured;

Nothing ventured

That Moon

That moon’s a slice of lemon pie

The light that dark cannot disguise

The hello to end all my goodbyes