Death is closer to meafter every funeral I’ve attended He died and was cremated todayleaving behind a legacyand a series … More
We are like two sides
of a coin
knowing without knowing.
Once upon a
time, there was a
girl who was crazy
about Charles Bukowski.
Another Mother’s day
And I thought I would run out
of things to say to you
Are you still the same?
Despite an ocean and over a decade away
Despite the dreams lost or materialized
I stared at the pink cherry blossoms
And the amazing blue sky
Reflected in the creek
But you’re gone
Like the grains of light I reach out
To grasp but I catch nothing.
To what use could I put words I’ve been hunting for
when life’s erosion of feelings and inspiration
seems like just a matter of time
like the faded fall foliage in the forest
If time in this world is infinite
I will ceaselessly swim in your cadences
and the wind carried my fear to infinity