upbeat

you write sheet music
looking up, with nimbus fades,
drop beats, zephyr slides

it's the kind of thing
that would have all people sing
if they'd harmonize

easy colors

act like it's easy
to strut across any road
and your map unfolds

***

pull out the colors
even if they stubbornly
planned to stay inside

make waves

it took time to warm
the lines stretching here to there;
now we can make waves

***

find your comfort shell
then lose it for the wind and
persimmon seafoam

sky guitar

seems we have a tie
twixt your whys and my why-nots
let's just be and know

***

at some point you'll find
that I wasn't being kind;
you're mesmerizing

roots

you pulled at my
stops

drew me further ac ro ss lines
and my vision blurred

still, with sharpened sense
I took hold of the present,
tossed what you'd interred

***

I have a French poster whose tape does not stick.

bent bars

I could have told you–
in this bold pattern'd world,
we'd find lines to blur

make it up

never mind the tolls
as long as you're paying, why,
no one will collect

***

found a way to see
the farthest yonder lands; I
climb attractive hills

light note

take me, if you will
I'm a lofty conundrum
made of flickered light

and you, you're a note
pin'd to a soulful kid's mind
between truths and dares

the hard to reach places
appeal the most.

certain tugs

this morning in chill
and still hanging from night threads
I wove warmth from past

so when I awoke
I'd no more full cover, but
insubstantial lace

in any case, I'm
headed out
and I've a new wool coat.

make a point

someone told her once
to forgive herself quickly
for she'd things to be