Tag: love

• The Hat

  A moment suspended,
  transfixed in her mind 
  A moment, that instant, 
  time’s noose to rewind 
  
  How can you prevent 
  A quick tumble to death 
  An ascent of perfection 
  To her gasping breath 
  
  She’d never know why  
  Fate pulled her so low 
  Outdoing the most ragged 
  bone yard shop of her soul 
  
  To lose in an instant 
  the one you assume 
  Would forever inhabit 
  the woven heart of your loom 
  
  But this existential distress 
  doesn’t touch what remains
  The earth-shattering truth 
  that the quotidian slains
  
  That something so droll 
  as a last-minute piece 
  Could be the reason 
  she’s ten feet beneath  
  
  The world she once knew 
  on an intimate basis
  Ripped without feeling   
  as her absence replaces 
  
  The horror of knowing 
  it’s not a dream to retell
  But a hat that she reached for 
  Was how tragedy befell 

• Sarah

  We said she was crazy, but what did she know?
  Was she a prophet or something home-grown

  I think back for years and can still smell her hair
  The curve of her lips and her empty-eyed stare

  She’d hold my hand tight, just crossing the street
  As if it were the devil, we were off to meet

  There were gummy bears in her console and cookies in her purse
  Was it just me who carried this curse?

  I’d swear it was hormones or science that won
  But really it was all of us who carried that gun

  I’ll hold you and love you as all sisters do
  Even as you over the cuckoos nest flew

• Revisiting St. Nicholas

  ‘Twas the night before Christmas, as I laid in my bed
  Although it was quiet outside, many thoughts stirred my head;
  The tree sparkled, though draped with uneven lights,
  No hopes of a visitor could be seen in my sights;

  So my mind got to thinking about the year just behind,
  Was it visions of sugar-plums that danced in my mind?
  I laid in my cami with sweats on my legs,
  And settled to review things from pinnacle to dregs.

  When out from my memory arose such a clatter,
  I sprang from my bed to write what was the matter.
  Away went my pen, it flew like a flash,
  Tearing up the page in a streak and a dash.

  I thought of you and me under the Kenyan moon,
  Weekend trips that ended too soon.
  I thought of the things that I missed so much,
  From your incessant correcting and always going Dutch.

  With banter and wit, so lively and quick,
  I knew in a moment you’d do just the trick.
  More rapid than eagles did our romance take flight,
  There was whistling and shouting, a bark and a bite.

  I’ll never forget the way you looked in that corner,
  Already drinking your beer, you’d never wait to order.
  The way we waltzed across your living room floor,
  How I’d call you many things, but never a bore.

  We jogged to the top of a Spanish mountain peak,
  And dashed along the Cadaqués creek.
  Like leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
  Meet with an obstacle and mount to the sky;

  We always knew our time was finite,
  We could love like crazy, but it would end one night.
  As I reflect on our past with a twinkling in my eye,
  There are both times that I prance and times that I paw, no lie.

  I think how much you hate conflict and direct interventions,
  How much you love characters and being the center of attention.
  I think how you’re so flexible, yet also so stiff,
  Especially if it’s a pound of sea bass that you sniff.

  You don’t like waking up early, in fact you’re even cross,
  But you love raucous evenings and the poem about the albatross.
  I know you’ll go on to do amazing things,
  Influencing people and hot vacation flings.

  I think of our time together, and it reminds me of a movie,
  The constant gardener or maybe James Bond III.
  There was action and adventure, angst and devotion,
  It’s not jitterbug perfume, but it’s a special potion.

  I love how much you’ve taught me, from grammar to myself,
  To be more independent, from validation to wealth.
  Your style is unique, you’re no cookie cutter type,
  I hope you find that someone, so you never have to swipe.

  Of all of the men I’ve tried and all the men I’ve dated,
  I think you should know, you’re most highly rated.
  I should say that I’ll love you until the day that I die,
  And I’ll never forget each time you made me cry.

  There is a place in my heart that no one will fill,
  Because you leave a mark that just won’t heal.
  Your heart is pure and true in a most quirky way,
  And one day, you’ll find just the right person and give it away.

  In the meantime, I know moving on is never easy or quick,
  Especially when you meet someone who just makes you tick.
  So this Christmas, I’ll only ask one gift of Saint Nick,
  And that is…may all of these memories stick.

  And laying my finger aside of my nose,
  And so it occurred, these memories I chose,
  And therefore, this pen I lay down like a pistol,
  And away they all fly like the down of a thistle.

  But I smiled as I thought, ere of his memory and sight—
  “Happy Christmas to you, and to you a good night!”

• Chocolate Mousse Pie

  I didn’t say it then
  A mother I don’t know
  A life to live and grow
  Before the evening when

  I sat down in your chair
  For coffee and dessert
  Not knowing all the hurt
  My future soul would bear

  But I’ll live in that lie
  Be confidently coy
  To blissfully enjoy
  Your chocolate mousse pie

  Though so much time has passed
  And you still cross my mind
  A moment on rewind
  When I got up so fast

  With nowhere else to be
  And didn’t take the time
  A moment in its prime
  A look from you to me

  To thank you for the pie
  You didn’t have to make
  Whip, stir, cream and then bake
  Since you knew it was my

  Favorite thing to eat
  And while it didn’t last
  A love grown cold too fast
  I thank you for the treat