for breakfast
we scramble our way
back to bed
a rainy day mood
makes loVe navy blue
thistledown
today blows eVeryplace
where are you
come to me loVe before
jack-o-lantern season
as one they moVe
from coastal tree to tree
in migration
the mass exodus
of wanderer butterflies
still awake
in the estuary
red-eyed loons
that ride a stream of stars
and cry their soulful cries
the excitement
of another daystar
rising again
inside a cloud its rays
that turn an ocean pink
plum preserves
in the water glass spin
a frail thread
you wrap around my heart
and keep me dangling
while you used
my lap for your pillow
at naptime
the first pumpkin flowers
did sprawl along the vine
the whip-poor-will
chanting consistently
in lucid dreams
a bare-skinned loVer came
and laid down beside me
clandestine loVe
eVermore fleeting yet
you fill each gap
like the powder-blue sky
in a herringbone cloud
the zenith
of serenity
at sunrise
true to last eVening
this sailor’s delight
first dawn
of the fifth season
turning
to wake beside you
my old companion
deepening loVe
our romance soars high
in an updraft
a snowy wingspan
aboVe and beyond
what's unnoticed
at low tide appears
with the high tide
and Vice Versa too
on loVe's roller-coaster
baby sea birds
parading on the dock
otters at play
and other perks that came
into my line of sight
should humankind
horrors inVade the news
again next year
resolve to liVe and loVe
mindful but of poesy
december’s end
wafting in the new year
karma weather
beautiful is this breeze
that keeps your countenance
into sea fog
came slow rising sun
a good combo
thus you and i loVed
for all the long while
holiday lights
no comparison to
a yuletide star
may the force of nature
be with us foreVer
without you
every dark horizon
leaVes me want
to see a long nights moon
ascend the firmament
country songs
on your car radio
pink perfect
moths circle in the light
of a strawberry moon
gale force winds
knotholes in the boardwalk
keep moving
to where the seagulls roost
and you will find me there
in a calm sea
the gull’s lone reflection
became two
its silhouetted self
tantamount to its white
in the wee hours
my paramour still sleeps
far from this shore
one half of its daymoon
hidden behind a cloud
a meteor
from infinity plunged
and its entry
did make the sea sizzle
you do that too for me
december sun
makes the riVer shine
holiday green
so many tree rings
since our far parting
comely clouds
over the ocean
floating by
images of you
ease my lonesomeness