poem#13

my world without you

I try to imagine a world without sun
it is easier than you think
for that would be my world without you
nothing would grow lush green
only scales and prickly leaves would crunch beneath my feet

at daybreak there would be no dew on the grass
or strong stem to glisten in the morning light
only dry stalk that would bend sorrowfully toward earth
the way I sometimes find it difficult
to force a smile from my lips when you are away

there would be no striking aura in the day’s sky
just steel gray clouds
a blank slate
like my dreams when you are not dancing in them.