No thrill

No walk in the waves

No cool night air

No thrill of anticipation

Of a new message there

My legs itchy and swollen

I’m hot and I’m tired

My head gently falls

Then awakes again wired

Sitting in the night 

Wind whispering near 

Waves rumbling in 

Breathing nighttime air

[20 January 20]

No gap

luckily

we were below the ridge

lightning

flashed thunder cracked

no gap from light to sound

we jumped grabbed each other

cursed and laughed

suddenly alive

glad to be together

fragrance of gunpowder

[08 October 2017]

A Giant Train

racing out of the bar

together

to watch a giant train

rumbling and tooting

through Fort Collins

in the dark

on and on

watching in wonder

[08 October 2017]

Cloud watching

sitting in moonlight

cloud watching

side by side

in the cold, I’ve finished my tea

your cup no longer warms your hands

[08 October 2017]

For whom you do eat

It is not I

Who will judge you

Nor any god-daddy in the sky

For whom you do eat

It is rather

That a sentient being

Has its life unwillingly taken

For you to eat flesh

[30 December 20]