Friendship 1/2 marathon poem #6 Feeling friendship Sensing love Needing cuddles Having fun Feeding feelings Laughing joy Wanting friendship Here today. (C) Scott Coe 2020

Black in Sea of Red and White   White woman, Black scarf covered head, nose and mouth. Singled out. Told to leave the Trump party. Sat alone on concrete. Arrested for sitting in black, I Can’t Breathe T-shirt.   Black man, Hoodie-covered head, mask covered…

Seven hundred meters from the sea, Under the red gold sun, In the villa where we danced, He sits quietly, sipping tea With his white shirt undone. Seven hundred meters from the sea He is relaxed and does not notice me, My life mate, my…

Look around, Nature is meeting the sky. The birds are flapping their wings, As the leaves rustle along with the wind, While the plants wait patiently to unfurl their flowers. Even the Earth is awakening, To witness this beautiful harmony, Of Nature and Sky together,…

Awake to waves on pebbles The chinook sailing across the trees. Settle. Settle. The songs of sparrows Fresh of the meadow Last blinks of Venus As the sun scales Scrambles up and over the Missions To set the Big Sky ablaze Warmly slowing the icy…

Spoilers for Portal 2. Riding high, crowned with success Each nerve on fire with joy And power My bird’s eye view shrinks you And Her to ants, to specks To nothing Sweet freedom nears, yet I Have more than that, I am Aperture

Cold heart, frozen emotion Love lost in the grave of silence, Lost love, love lost It doesn’t matter Winter love has gone in cold passion. A warm and fuzzy feeling Growing, thriving and living Lazy, breezy, and easygoing. Loving while it last, Spring love, memories…

Light skips and sparkles across deep blue water and schools of fish swirl beneath our boat. We are a blur of laughter and hugs. We perch on the boat’s edge and dangle our hands into the blue bellow. Then we enter the cave: dark, cool,…

Feathery melodies before old flappy Sun alights Then ten origami cranes folded tiny as a doll’s teacup Then coffee poured from a nested cone filter (There it is – those birds again) Everything after is afterthought A petty feather wafting to a paltry floor

Cobalt blue whisps through the clouds Napthol crimson swirls through the breeze The nectar of purple skyflower whispers to the morning guests Azure gold and black bees flitter from bloom to bloom Red-Lored parrots snack on Sugar Hackberry fruits Ruby-throated hummingbirds dart and dash among…