Skay Hour 4

 

Edited:

Baguette and cheese

 

Of photography and particle physics,
Talking respective loves,
And purging out hates.

Of friendships lasting much longer
than puny, short lives.
And thoughts living forever.

Of home made bolognese and tiramisu,
And baguette and cheese
in a brown bag for lunch.

Of memories weaving in and fading out
Of aches that somehow
refuse to go away.

Songs pause on my lips while life…
life flows, strangely, on.
And you…you…have gone.

Skay Hour 3 The Bop

Of Progressions

 

A glance that began

A smile that helped

And a wee, token word

Yet now we stand here

Deep in our travels from 

Whence the journey spurred

 

Time is the judging quicksand

 

Comfort zones redefined

And warm fuzzies stay

Why look at adventures

When mundane looks safer? 

Daily chats of groceries

Daycare and pencils

Replace songs and stories

Painting shades of candor

 

Time is the judging quicksand

 

I stand at the end 

Of a warping driveway

Watch the story evolve

Questions loom

Tell me someone

Will it all dissolve?

 

Time is the judging quicksand

Skay Hour 2

Cauldron of sanity

  1. Long winding roads
  2. Twinkling sunlight through tree tops
  3. Chatter of a six year old
  4. Rows of nodding daisies
  5. One floating  dandelion seed

Let all bubble gently

Sieve through fine hours of the day

And through turbulent turmoils 

Sip slowly. Slowly. Slowly.

Skay Hour 1

Hour 1

 

“Don’t run around the around while 

I’m oiling your straggly hair!”

“Which of these goodies do you want to eat?”

“Which story would you like to hear today?”

 

Time drew deep lines into her face and life

And her wrinkles grew deeper

And she grew more beautiful

As I watched year after year

 

Time smoothed out razor sharp memories

And she slipped slowly by

Into a cloud of happy oblivion

As I watched year after year