Resolutions

Resolutions

For the sake of life

I have them in mind

though to resolve is

fraught with failure

I want to live better

body first which leads

to mind for we are

one body mind

I’m stuck in a rut

of daily demise

letting  myself dwindle

without care

I just want out

its not healthy

I have resolutions

that might save me

I will go to the gym

I will walk and walk

I will swim and swim

I won’t talk

I will meditate

Opposites

Opposites

I AM STRONG

I am weak

I AM BRAVE

I am cowardly

I AM HONEST

I am a liar

I AM SMART

I am stupid

I AM AMBITIOUS

I am lazy

I AM HAPPY

I am  sad

I AM FUNNY

I am maudlin

I AM CONTENT

I am restless

I AM PROUD

I am ashamed

I AM ALIVE 

I WILL BE DEAD

Christmas Past

Christmas Past

Christmas past
tree still lit shines
on lifetime treasures
ornaments of meaning
selected gifts from friends
handmade treasures
memories of years
sharing love

Christmas past
tree still lit shines
on thoughts of
so many gone
either by death
or different paths
so many memories
sharing love

Tree still shines
on Christmas past
on Christmas now
so many memories
stories to tell
so much love
there and now
woven into me

Christmas tomorrow
add one more year
of joy, love, sharing
light the tree
live in the glow
presents past and present
give and grow

Lonely

Lonely

It is my fate

though I never mind it

I am okay with me

yet it would be

nice to have someone

I am okay with me

I Think

I think I'll sleep
on my couch
that couches me
yet I'm never allowed
he comes calling me
insists I come to bed

I think and think how
will I make it work
for both of us so we
can be delightfully
free to be individual
each onto their own

He is melded into me
I like to be free and wish
he could realize his own
separation
his separate personality
not he and me

I want him to fly
on his own careening
sailing in the sky
skimming ocean
heady and free
alive

He hunkers down
minimalist he lives
in a shrunken world
digs in to a bunker
hides his head
refuses sun

Tonight

Again the fury
I cleaned shrimp
marinated them
cooked quinoa
set the skillet to
melt butter saute
garlic with lemon
he was to cook
he couldn't so he
yelled at me and
went to bed while
I write poems
if that what they be

Pacifica

Waves pound steep shore

bleached skeletons of trees

nearly buried in sand

wind keeps them visible

Sea spray salts my skin

gray whales crest and spout

I watch them again and again

how do I describe my sense

There are no words except

the overused ones again

and again as I dream of waves

bleached skeletons of trees