a brooding still lake
pervasive thoughts overcome
all who see the lake
the dead wait in the dark depths
for the living to join them
Tag: living
Our Love
Our love is:
wiry grey hair
expanding mid drifts
matching beards
staying up late
reading banned books
loving without a contract
developing age lines
joy to be sleeping in
Living for food, liquids,
travel, love, and peace
My Rebellion
Another day of living
death waits for me to arrive
Living like an immortal
Another poem demands the pen
self-censoring my words
Living like I do not have a voice
Another unkindness, another war
my poetry is my rebellion
Living without the fear of censure
The Dead
You woke from a nightmare and told me about the dead people terrorising you.
I smiled and said, “Dear niece, the ash of a billion people covers the land. We touch the remains of the dead daily. My love, the dead cannot hurt you; leave that to the living.”
C & K 