GlanceOh those aching moments When I first see his name Feel the spark of presenceGlance
And wait, breathless and patient, to say hello.
Lightning strikes of agony Punctuate each pause of conversation Breath held, heart racing, paralyzed Until his words release me.
Subtle happiness, nuanced Measured. Restrained. Withheld. Covered, the secret joy that comes with first seeing him, The quiet torture of his absence.
Mourning MomentsMourning mist cascades Down snow capped May mountains. Never again will I feel the wrap Of stony embrace. The security of glacier’s face.Mourning Moments
Gone from the wilderness My home lost once more Greening confirs and Spring budding dogwoods Lost. Forgotten. Replaced by some distant shore.
My heart forever lingers In salmon crusted waters. On rocky crags snow blanketed. Hovers on glacial lake. Turned Cold, and neon blue by separation.
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