In Transit

                

As leaves 

            cling to trees 

so flesh 

            to our bones

we tarry 

           together

 

knowing 

          all the while

  

we live in transit 

          from one

  sunrise 

          to the next.

photo: Carrboro, NC, 2019-11-28

Valentine Sweet Valentine

                                              Pluto assured me
                                              he had nothing to hide

no interstellar entanglements

no comets on the side

my heart once in fragments

magnetized wholesome in unity

Peace settled with mirth

as joy replaced sorrow

on wings I flew

without thought for the morrow

shunned fear as laughter grew

shameless in her rebirth

until thoughts of love arose darker

like those of Dorothy Parker

photo: public domain