Monday, April 28, 2014

routine

it was routine
I lacked 
before.
mixing oatmeal,
slicing apples 
peeling boiled eggs
for lunch.
slipping 
frozen dinners
into the microwave.
doing my laundry.
perpetual 
terminal
laundry.

Once 
I walked into 
the mississippi
and almost drowned,
like my father did
and his father did
but without intent
battling different
sorts of storms.

But a red moon
saved me.
lead me
from that torrent.
brought me home 
wet and tired,
scared and 
scarred, and
terminally
cautious.

Then,
I met you,
and still there
is routine.  

routine,
and waiting.
waiting for you
to show me
that hope 
is eternal
and love is
hardly routine 

-dp-
4-28-14


Saturday, April 12, 2014

am I

am i happy 
as a question
or a statement
plaintive
or sarcastic

who's to say
or ask
the difference
from inside
without

commitment
contentment
confinement
conclusion
confusion

state of mind
or being
a hopeful
or helpless
situation

pliable
pleasurable
predictable
programmable
pitiful 

some projection
of inner light
forgone
forgotten
foreboding

a summation 
or goal
some state of
consciousnesses
or subtle choice

-dp-
4-12-14

Friday, April 11, 2014

this once

I'd be grateful for
such basic touch
the scent of your hair
sweet soft by my face
 
Your smile blooms gentle
upon moist lips
eyes so misty true
 they warn me of hope

Caution me to think
of youth now lost
to mortal decay
and these crippled bones

Could I reach out now
not graze your face
feel your blushing cheeks
softly with my wrists 

May I draw you near
to these coarse lips
can you grant your grace
bear my young heart's kiss 

-dp-
4-11-14

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

edges

I tear the edges
from poems
I send you

no borders
confine
my love

just ragged edges
and crooked
corners

a perimeter
much greater
than straight                                 

-dp-
 4-9-14 


Monday, April 7, 2014

still

am I still the man 
you thought I was
just slightly
more passe

do I make you laugh
though not as much
and keep you
less engaged

Are you holding on
though not as tight
to a man
who used to be

do I span the time
from loss to life
as someone
in between

-dp-
4-7-14