Sunday, May 25, 2014

whisper

I want to hear you 
whisper
ever so softly

are you asleep?
   
and know 
should I reply
it means bliss 

-dp-
5-25-14

Sunday, May 11, 2014

four play

you could ride 
my tricycle
me on my
little red fire truck
pedal, pedal
round and round  
the driveway
circling and giggling
giggling and circling
closer and closer
around and around
until we
crash
softly
and play
another game


-dp- 
3-27-14
R5-11-14/Rattle-flintridge

Friday, May 9, 2014

scraps

I feel the edges
as I tear up
your letters, watch
pieces fall to the floor

where scraps scatter
below and about
some face up, but
most settle down  
                          
I gather them later
to rekindle
the fire we built
not so long ago
                        
but the embers
are cold and black 
and the ashes
have all blown away

only these scraps
in my fingers
remain, nothing
to bear but waste.
                      

-dp-
 5-9-14