Lay down your head
On foreign pillows
You spirited traveller, you!
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Lay down your head
On foreign pillows
You spirited traveller, you!
Chasing more sunsets
forward, forward, ever on:
both the world and he
Today the nervous vibrations
Slow a little
Calm a little
…
Friend departs again
Happily, I see more joy
In second crossing
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
…
Winter’s last cool night
Bright eyes crinkling and shining
Friend’s laughter joyful
Apx. 11:30 p.m.
I want to try something
It’s going to take a while
But I hope some friends will
Come along with me while they can
It won’t be easy
But I have to at least make an attempt
…
Gazing across that river
Watching them on segments of their path
Visible from here
I have to wonder
Do I see them the same?
Call out my name
Shout it across the house to summon me
To the kitchen to cut vegetables with you
Sing it to me at sundown for soothing comfort
As if I myself am the sweet lullaby
…
So many friends
Stunned to be somehow one of them
I find myself on guard
Having learned them to be ephemeral
Sometimes quickly, sometimes slowly
Evaporating into the vapid hollow space
Where my love echoes, no longer heard
By any but me
February 12, 2025, 10:40 p.m.