The Poet Mj
Wife says to Husband –
“It’s great adding you to my repertoire.”
My middle name is ‘resourceful’.
Do like the horse in relationships –
One – Negotiate the relationship
Or
Two – Canter away
To think is to hazard a guess.
December
Christmas preparing,
decorations on the tree,
purchase, wrapping gifts,
corny music in the stores,
then fireworks, bang, bang – New Year.
November
The heat not yet here.
Still a very short, brief, spring.
I’m thinking, the beach
and hungering to dip my
toes, in the waters, again.
October
Change, goes on always.
Each season brings change with
a familiar pattern
like the blooms are out again,
my vase is full of sweet scent.
September
I’m awake from grief
like this first month of springtime.
Shards of soft lighting
and I reflect deeply on –
no one, goes on forever.
August
One month of this grief.
Coupled with the chilled winter.
Go winter, just go…
Storm clouds on the horizon.
Shedding their tears on us all.
July
My friend has gone, died.
This winter seems more chilly
then the last one was.
This my grief’s imagings.
I don’t know or seem to care.
