dusk
as light fades away
images follow
a world of sounds
and spots in the darkness
everyday
he sits near a window
always reading something
as i walk by we exchange waves
another day welcomed
summer
a hot humid nasty night
i sit alone
listening to the clock
tick away the darkness
last spring
the three of us threw stones
into the river
now i stand here alone
with a white stone in hand
spring surprise
the scent of hyacinth
perfuming the yard
not knowing they bloomed
until i smelt them
passing me in the darkness
the dark form of a woman
we exchange warm hello's
without any more words
she walks into the night
his first car
parked in the side yard
since it's retirement
sinks into the ground
a pigeon colored gravestone
avalon beach
she walks on the edge
of america
barefooted
a real jersey girl
atlantic ocean
moss green colored waves
ebb and flow
like our need
to breath in and to breath out
all grown up
the children who swung
from the tire swing
i carry the dry rotted tire
and rope to the curb
up all night
composing a poem
about the universe
sleeping on a pillow of stars
drifting toward the sun
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