Written from the heart
LEAVE TAKING
The week before you left,
The ghost pear bloomed
Beyond our window. Perhaps
It beckoned to you, since
You could no longer pack
Your wetbag for the Allegash,
Guide us down the Chase Rips,
Or gaze at the Long Lake rainbow.
It pleasures me to think
That you are chasing rainbows.
(RiverWoods poems: May 11, 2014)
THANKS FOR BEING YOU
You were my Dear One,
You rang my chimes.
We had adventures.
We had good times.
No harvest moon
Outshines your smile.
We journeyed widely.
We danced the miles.
Rivers we paddled,
Mountains we climbed
Shine in my memories,
Pleasure my mind.
No better companion
Has brightened my way.
You lit my candle.
You made my day.
(RiverWoods, October 2013)
The moon was a whitegold earring
Worn by a frosted fir
While ice chimes clinked and jingled
His thoughts were all of her.
Sunrise pale and leaden
Embraced the silver rim
Of the rime-encrusted woodland.
Her thoughts were all of him.
When Venus burns
beneath the moon
And dawn ignites
the mountain snow
My thoughts will always
turn to you
And I’ll be thankful
for our love