11/20/19

Winter

What will we be
Without you and me -
Following days in the sand 
With the warmth of the trail found there?

Winter settles in and we change
Against all our best promises in summer, 
Without realizing what’s set in -
As early dusk falls. 
We layer up the walls again,
Waiting for the lights to change us back.
Wherever they be found or broken in. 

But what of life when it takes you away?
When more mornings are on planes
Than in your arms.
And more nights in an empty office
Than a sea of feelin. 
How slow the time goes now,
And how weary tired we come in from it each, without anything to share. 

Promise me we’ll meet the spring together
Even if there’s no ringing of the new year. 
Even if everything turns up wrong -
We’ll sleep in memories once close. 
That this long winter 
Will pass us better, after all. 
Pick up the conversation
at the start of every adventure.





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9/26/19

Happy by the sea



I lay down
And I - think of you 
Like the tides on the waves of the sea 
I want you.
Lost like the wind with a calm smile.
As’if the fog of the fall, off the horizon -
Is smoothing everythin’ and I’m away.
So I think it all through...
Again wrapped up in you, 
or racing to the shore, or laughing with the music in the crowd.
It’s the sunrise along the pier kinda view, 
When its me and you. 

Easier still with every trip around 
the Highway -
I’d drive it every week if I could - meet you at every beach - 
Hold on to our summer a little while longer. 
Get back in your truck goin nowhere - It’s a happy place to be, 
Sitting free. 
Cause you’re always there - sayin’ sweet things to me.
With the sand and the smoke and the fishin’ ways.

Now I’m just countin’ down the days,
Listenin for the road-
To find me back at our place, our smiles in the dark, our easy late mornings 
- and Viking stories in between. 
Craving nothing but us, like the coming crisp -
Let the seasons wash over us 
And I’ll be here.



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2/15/19

Like We Were - Boston 5

I spent the hours before dawn of an entire night, remembering who we were  
mixed with the movies, the music, and the hurried, traveler movements of this last year apart. The touch of our famous goodbyes.

I dreamt of us   and woke to who we are now.
Us living goals   and gliding past skies   and calling when it's late.
The airports,
the new strangers
 and the timezones of our friendship state.


How I miss you when you're gone  
chasing cobblestones in Europe,
calling red-light after closing,
and telling me to wait another day.

Wait - until the moonlight that we feel  
wait until the coming home again  
wait until it clears for you to feel.
Feel "what you've always felt" and let it be days upon the changing city.
Let it be every late night, and last drink, and takeaway good story... let me have you this time and have it last.

What if I show up at your door (you say)  
and we start this all again.
What if the miles didn't exist. What if tonight  
we'd be us again, like we were then.


But we never were.







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