Companions of the Winter

Companions of the winter
Iced externals
Luke warm internals
Everybody needs a body
Or a hot bowl of soup
Maybe a steamy shower
The passionate memory
Of a lover
An orange, yellow and blue fire
Flames keeping rhythm with the wind
A wool scarf
A favorite comforter
Some spooley socks, preferably
In bright and holiday colors
A book read by the window
While grasping at the tiniest reflection
Of the yellow streamers
Through the grey sky
Thoughts of pleasant times
Or hot cocoa with bobbing, gooey, miniature marshmallows
A caring touch, hug, embrace
To warm the heart.

Bullet Train Brain Drain

Bullet Train Brain Drain

The mind
Like a Tokyo train
Races in between
The complex wires of stations
One minute filled
With dopamine
Riding high
On the day
The doors automatically open
Unveiling a new exhilarating adventure
… And other times
A stop at any roadside attraction
May muster up
Not even a fraction of curiosity
In a dopamine low
On the sunniest of days
The dark thoughts
Huddle in a rave
And the smoky room
Is odorously annoying
Savage beasts
Reach for the adrenals
Draining out what novelty remains
The mind
Is stuffed in the corner
As the body retreats
So ambushed
By the flash storm
Of chemicals
Brittle and snapping the brain
No horse power
Until the next train

Hello

Hello
I would like to talk
With someone I don’t know, yet
A calm and soothing voice
Filled with laughter and zest
Kindhearted and egoless
I would like to talk
To one that speaks to my intellect
I would like to
Divinely connect
Just to get a hint of bliss
Here on earth
To inspire the long haul
To no longer
Be alone with my thoughts.

Friends Change

Friends Change from
When you meet
There is a common thread
That unravels into
A beautiful, colorful comforter.
In the same emotional place
Or developmental stage of life
Filling a need
One way or the other
There is warmth and security
Under the comforter
Knowing you are both sheltered from
the storm of indifference or disconnect.
Over time so many experiences are shared
So many secrets, and vulnerabilities revealed
Challenges and celebrations conquered and applauded
At some point
The comforter begins to change its form
With time and the new emotional and life demands
It may not feel quite the same
As when that blanket was new and fluffy
Soothing may have taken a different turn
But the comfort can always remain.

When love is in the Air

You seem to have a sense
something special is near by,
Before the glance
That makes it undeniable
A long lost part of yourself
Alas, is found,
You feel whole again
And so much more
Everything you ever dreamed-
Desired with a long away look
The fantasy of the real flesh
The eyes understanding
What is here cannot be mistaken,
And there is nothing more important
Than being in close proximity
Your ethereal bodies
Speaking their minds
Long before your physical body
Could fantasize
Of how good
Connecting those two bodies would be,
The world is made up of only two beating hearts
The energized hands cannot stop touching
There is wonderment around each corner
Every curve of the human form
The brain waves, charge
For everything about the moment
Convinces you to give up eternity for,
As it brings us to the present
keeping us in the Now
Where we live in no fear of what could be
And no worries/regrets for what has been.
So if love walks by
The chance
Is worth everything.

Orphaned Before It Is Time

When Parents Die
Untimely deaths
And children
Or young adults
Are now
The Senior generation
Whom shall they go to
For maternal nurturance
Or paternal guidance
What shall they do
When the whole world
Seems to have parents
And they have had so little time
To grow up
And self sustain
All the unresolved individuation
And all the unresolved bonding
Is left in ill repair
They are angry
Knowing it is not fair
They feel sorry for themselves
In a way they never wanted to
And they understand that others
Feel that way too
Orphans of circumstances
Way beyond their control
Siblings gather in a huddle
Trying to come up with their next play
Not sure if they can go on with plans
They mapped out with smiles
In what now seems like forever and a day ago
They must carry on
As they are the living
The next generation
That their parents would want to be better
Than they were
Carrying their grief
Like a badge of courage
And proving they have the right
To regain their strength and joy
And make it through the night
The many nights
Of the rest of their lives.

The Last Breath

The Last Breath
Awake or asleep
And there is no more
Chance
We are left
Solely unfinished
Wanting to polish off the hours
Of agony and
Feeling sorry for ourselves
Alone again
In a land of confusing roadmaps
Where to turn
Whom to express
How to make sense
When to let go

My Dog Blue (Nothing Like A Dog)

I couldn’t resist those blue eyes
When I first saw you
Patiently awaiting a home
You were so rambunctious
Barely could be tamed
By dog training classes

You herded up the kids
In the neighborhood
Just like you would have
Sheep in your native land

You speak with words of wants
Asking for walks and affection
And you run like the river
Flowing in streams of full force

After a brief stay
With your surrogate father, my friend
Up in the mountains
You lived with the horses and wild dogs

You loved Daddy Den
And were just what he needed at the time
Then you were with him
Howling to the wind in desperation
Under a great oak tree
As he lay at your feet with no heart beat

Even sometimes now
All these years later
You cry in your sleep
With nightmares of those panicked hours

You have brought us
So much joy
With your hyperactive zest for life
Finding each morning walk
More exciting and exuberating
Than the last

You look up over my side of the bed
To greet me in the am
Respectful if I don’t move quite yet
And you walk away giving me space

Catching a ball, any
Is impossible to resist
It is such an enjoyable game
You’ll throw the ball to yourself
When necessary

You wait so patiently
Curled up near by
anticipating my unspoken prompt
To go upstairs to bed
And join me, never far behind

Any sound throughout the night
You are privy to
Prepared with a ferocious bark
Keeping all kinds of
Potential predators at bay

You never look in the mirror
So any dog seems much smaller than you
As you cantor on your walk
Socializing in your
Fearless, omnipotent style

You will never leave home
Or even consider it
Except to chase an occasional rabbit
You are here for the long haul

Blue, you are so strong
From all that mountain running
And pleas at the barbeque spot
Alert to table droppings from the younger kids
Or following me in the kitchen
Knowing the refrigerator and the clanging of pans
Will almost always guarantee a treat
You are gentle with children
In tune with your family’s well being
And your soul is devoted and true