To infinity

Morning pools

of light

I stare through

bare branch

autumn gold gives

way to muddy brown

& we are locked

in winter’s pogrom.

You over there

hopeful, ever hopeful

I try, I try I really do

to cross this road,

meet you on the other

side of dawn.

Two babes in

the wood

curved like

velvet spoons.

What is it that

we do with this

love?

Love that surpasses

all understanding’

Our path’s obscure

it twists, bends back

we lose the text

stride joyful

only to find

dragon’s lurking.

There is no answer

to the riddle

no peace to rest

our broken hearts

our pounded bones.

There’s only forward

& beyond:

a gentle look

a midnight kiss

a feeling

of belonging.

Any more than this

you say is fractal chaos

while I with smile

insist in

Kismet.

Poetry