Sunday, December 31, 2023

Rainbow Baby

Max Iris your name rings in melody
Into my life you have appeared
I gaze at your sweet innocent face
My heart is stirred in a wondrous way
I have felt you at the rainbow
As it danced across the waterfall
I feel cozy in my journey to meet you
Even though it’s minus seventy degrees outside  
At almost four thousand feet above sea level 
When I see you in person
I will wrap you in a rainbow blanket
And tenderly I will kiss your fine skin
You bring joy to so many people on earth
You are a precious gift to be treasured always

Saturday, December 23, 2023

Cool Wind on Lake Champlain

The wind blows on my face
As I gaze the Lake Champlain sky
On the ferry to New York State
Wrapped in a comfortable chill
I feel my body wanting more
Loving every minute of it
Blissful wind
Please do not die down
Let me enjoy the moment
Of being present
Here
Now

Friday, December 22, 2023

Nostalgia - 100-word snippet

At the airport he gives me a squeeze. Hard. Strong. Sincere. How sweet. We used to take him hiking. Now he takes us hiking. Surely he is my baby. I am filled with nostalgia. I remember him with pneumonia. I remember him being goofy. I remember him excitedly waiting for the school bus. I remember him loving dolphins and trains. I remember him sewing buttons on a piece of cloth as a present to me. I remember taking pictures of him crying on a train station platform. If I could go back in time, I’d take him on that train.

Tuesday, December 19, 2023

Imagining

I pull my blanket up
Imagining
You keeping me warm
I close my eyes
Imagining
You and I sharing a bed
As we used to
I think of things we did together
Imagining
Someday we will again
How I wish I could share
What I do with you
How I wish I could spend
A few more hours with you
How I wish I could have learned
To love mahjong and Korean movies
The way you used to
You are far away
Yet close to my heart
I let my dreams fly
Imagining
I am right next to you
I hear you breathe
I touch your hands
I kiss your cheeks
You let me put my head on your shoulder
You stroke my hair
You call me your baby
Even though you say
I am spring chicken no longer
How I wish I could hear
Your words once more