Several Poems from this Summer
Here are a few of poems that I've written this summer. A Butterfly Among the Greats The day began cold. I was out in it too early Or maybe I was there just right. Sitting in my chair They spoke of the greats But I, listening with only half an ear Was thinking about small things And the consequences of a cold day. My light sweater with its brown buttons Was certainly perfect for you then. I sat as still as I could Hoping the sun and the heat of that Haven would save you. They talked of men and heroes The weak among the brave. They talked of the divine love And of the wings to be got. But I only thought of protecting The delicate pair that you already had. It was already so perfect This short life that you lived: The isolated transformation You, getting your wings. I think Plato would have approved. So was it really so bad that I only thought then, Of you? To live another day: That was my hope for you. You...