Holding Together

to Lisa

from “Change,” a work in progress

Holding Together

For decades now—

I cannot imagine

waking without you.

We move together

like rivers

through the earth.

Even when lost

in tidal shifts,

we are an ocean

holding together

who we are

in the world.

We share this day,

with each small embrace.


(January 25, 2019)

the words were why I wrote when young

 

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the words were a way out

between the rigid definitions,

the expectations carved in cant

 

the words slipped along fault

line’s edges; the incongruous fissured

like water through the undefined

 

the words wore meaning there,

bare and taut, shrugging off

all social niceties for love

 

the words were love for the world:

the laughter of the sun rippling

the horizon further each day

 

words were a way to a salvation

from what I was not to become

 

(June 25, 2018)

still in love

hand-in-hand

 

in a few weeks it will be

forty years since we went out

for a banal movie and pizza—

 

forty years, college, a marriage;

three children grown,

and moved out mostly.

 

We are grandparents now.

Isaac toddles about the house

determinedly going where he goes,

as we follow behind bemused.

 

I think we worry too much

for the troubles we have. I am

aware they are there, as they are—

yet, so am I, and so are you.

 

(February 19, 2018)