Not There

On the pillow? No…

Couch? Chair? Under the bed? No.

He’s gone. Forever.

Self Love

Quitting my shadow
I step out into the sun,
alive and now warm.

Dry Dock

Fix your ship while dry
but don’t forget it’s purpose –
how you found the leaks.

Birthday Haiku

What’s this year been like?
Amazing. Just amazing.
I so love my life.

Kerplowie

Taking on too much,
sleep eludes me for the night.
And that makes it worse.

Ambrosia

Abscess from absence
forms a vacuum in my mind –
your face swirls in mist.

Like a Baby

Soft breaths to my left
tell me that she’s still sleeping –
quietly for now.

Hecho de Menos

Completely submerged –
drowning in your hair, your scent,
the curve of your neck.

Choices

And he gets to be
the friend I wanted to be.
Guess that’s how it goes.

Thinly

Wounds heal slowly –
thin layers of numb scar tissue
cocooning raw flesh.