Tag: lost

  • Lost Blossom

    There was a time when you mattered The last bloom On the Rose of Sharon Of The Season In which your spirit did not survive Another fall Falls near As the sky Or a petal from a poppy Or a child of God Did you really believe that? That there was a time when it…

  • Settling Dust

    it’s one cave or the other strata in the walls and ceiling weathering makes a rich history sediments of old, sediments of new   rock step into the entrance breeze out, breeze in   you think: this is cool you think: this is bearable you think: I can leave anytime I want   two months…

  • floppy ears, as they should be

    she came on a Sunday left on a Wednesday it wasn’t like it was a special day   she liked leaves and maybe be leaving too come to think of it   when it’s time to go let ‘er go ears against the wind flipped inside out the way they should be   Postscript, if…

  • Dying a Death

    The last words I’ll ever hear her speak are, “I’ve still got fight left in me.” Or maybe, “I don’t have no fight left in me.” I distinctly heard “fight left in me.” I asked her how she was.  Dry: “I’m great.” Floated back into her morphine dreams or nightmares. Later, when I was alone…