…I could have gone so much further
Could have taught myself so many things
When the world opened to me
When I could finally reach the lessons
…
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…I could have gone so much further
Could have taught myself so many things
When the world opened to me
When I could finally reach the lessons
…
Lay down your head
On foreign pillows
You spirited traveller, you!
I was not prepared for this
Stage of life I find myself in
Things were improving with years
Until they weren’t
And my shadow form has started punching down
In ways I could never see coming
After shoving me into the ring
The longer I seal my lips
The more sour it becomes
This metallic silence
…
I turn your chair to face me
Press you into the back
Collapse onto you
In a trusting embrace
Breathing deeply, your cotton shirt
Feels so soft against my cheek
Smelling of safe comfort
And stable familiarity
…
Today the nervous vibrations
Slow a little
Calm a little
…
My friend was sparkling
Yesterday morning as we talked
Over coffee, side by side
One day before he was to set out again
Watching him shimmer
For one simple hour of warm comfort
He gleamed in a way that told me
His world was so very right
That chilly spring morning
…
One hand presenting to the gaze
Tracing careful teases
The other partially concealed
Buried in secrets…
A confidant asked me recently
(Gently, as is their way)
How, when I pick up that tool
I know when I’m finished
Sometimes
No, often
The words come of their own accord
Unsummoned
But still so welcome
I give them a home
A nest to rest in
…