Poem Entry #15

Dogwood II (written 06 Sept 2016, edited Oct 26)

 

You are a flowering dogwood tree

Who has grown to mean so much to me—

A tall, strong pine in a lonely grove

Ready to scope the skyline alone

Until I surveyed my surroundings

And found you directly beside me.

Congrats! You made it to the canopy!

Maybe you would like some coffee?

Or maybe, maybe just a chat?

I think I would really like that.

So, I swayed and you swayed

With the wind flow of time,

Till you bloomed and opened

These narrow eyes of mine.

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Poem Entry #10

Day Trip to DC (16 Dec 2015)

 

What do I say? Yes or no?

Should I stay or should I go?

I want to make a memory

But my friends—they cannot join me.

 

Fulfillment not tedium is the goal

But if I can’t share it then it’s not whole.

Without fellowship, what is the goal

Of a day trip to DC alone?

 

For nine hours in my car

I will chat with a childhood Friend

We’ll reserve two seats at the bar

And I’ll hear the good news again.

 

True solitude and tranquility

Can be a heavenly melody—divine remedy.