Showing posts with label READ 2017. Show all posts
Showing posts with label READ 2017. Show all posts

Sunday, November 9, 2014

fingers

I wondered when
and what to do
when she asked
whether l hold hands
palm to palm
or with fingers

interlaced.

Caught off guard
I only said
I didn't know
I had never
given it much thought.


It seems to me
it always changes
from time to time
instance to instant.
So much like hugs
and even kisses
it's always the first time
that we remember.

 
-dp-
11-9-14

Saturday, November 8, 2014

> pan


you could be my
Neverland darling. 
and I, after several costly
and complicated 

operations,
could be your sweet,
nearly pubescent,


Pan. 
friend of fairies,
captain of lost boys,        
foe of the evil captain hook.
clap your hands if you believe


-dp-
11-8-14



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