Tag: Love
Happy Holidays From Nashville
Mom Plays Evening Piano
she only played
mozart, on chickering
flat tusks, ebony
keys, her fingers
pressing sound into
air, while my
head on pillow
rested for sonata
slumber, this childhood
memory of time
gone by, as
if anything really
leaves this universe
empty spaces left
to be filled
again and again
In the Stream
floating on his back
my son in river
water, glistening hair touches
sunlight, azure sky, cloud
reflection, i imagine him
alive forever, held in
nature’s undulating womb
My Guy
He will be 10 next month, but he is already wearing a size 9 men’s shoe!
Dog Wisdom
some nights it
seems that our
dog ingrid has
it all figured
out, she understands
love and closeness
when to drink
water, and when
to sleep, she
doesn’t stay up
late on her
phone wondering about
the world, no
she lives in
minutes of joy
running, licking, waiting
for someone to
drop food on
the floor, this
has been said
before, but always
good to remember
that we are
animals too, and
it can all
be much more
simple, if we
let it be
Nuevo Vallarta 2016
November 2014
When He Was A Baby
Almost 10 years ago.
The House of Love
This is a second poem by my Grandmother Ethel from her scrapbook.
Daniel W. Polk 