poetic asides prompt

Without Me

Without me

gravity keeps the earth

in orbit around the sun;

waves break on Oregon's shores,

a million or more wildebeest

migrate across the Serengeti,

It Took

forty yearsThe Open Road

thirty-six moves

four states

Pilgrim's Path

oregon coastI can no more turn around
than I can weave a rope of

Letting Go

outside the door leading to the East
Portland Community Center pool
a plywood boy stands g

This Morning

surely it was you

I was not dreaming


in my room

in my bed

between my legs

it was your neck

your chin

your jaw line

I'm sobbing

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