*
was dreaming of
sunny awakenings
sweet cuddling and
words few – tight together
was getting out to say
.
good morning – gratitude
will not fail me
a smile in spite
of everything
.
I will hold
happiness
between
my hands
.

.
*
was dreaming of
sunny awakenings
sweet cuddling and
words few – tight together
was getting out to say
.
good morning – gratitude
will not fail me
a smile in spite
of everything
.
I will hold
happiness
between
my hands
.
.
*
before is the bird’s
song and the occasional
car passing by
then the refrigerator
freezing while shaking
the hot water boiler
or an airplane
far away the mailman
comes dropping
volumes of papers
we need to lift glance
at a minute then dispose
that’s how days roll
away how solitude
serves me well
.
.
.
This poem is from the California Notebook collection, available in paper book and digital format.
*
was dreaming of
sunny awakenings
sweet cuddling and words
few – tight together
.
was getting out to say
good morning – gratitude
will not fail me
a smile in spite
of everything
.
I will hold
happiness
between
my hands
.
.
.
*
the sun slowly
downs on early
winter afternoons
his pale light is
silent gentleness
like the quite women
serving in an office
with the interior
smile turned on
to make everyday
a wonderful act
.
.
.