Daily Archives: July 21, 2018

Verge of a Dream: Remembering

We don’t need anything new.
Like an updated picture,
you in my arms,
that dress passed on to
your sister. And that
you would stay is gone
too. We didn’t need to
talk further. Stopping
in china town for dinner.
You on my arm,
the late bus passed on by,
like clouds that you made
disappear.
We never grew older,
You had your arm around
me, over my shoulder.
Heroes honored
this weekend.
There
is nothing to change,
I just spend time
in remembering,
how the words that I’m
yours are gone too.

RLB 1 16 2008

Verge of a Dream: An end to all longing

Lets say we rode to
Mount Vernon and
Contemplated the river
Noted the way that stuart
Clouded the picture or
Perhaps was
Floating a ditty.
Lets say our thoughts
Came together
One was a resin
The other a catalyst
Ingraining our senses with
Flowers and gardens that
Bound from the past
On an historical journey
And tomorrow
Awoke to an early
Sun on a summers day
An exuberant display
And an end to
All longing

RLB  1-24-2008