Rusty Nail
I caught the last set of the jazz band
Winter night, ice in the parking lot
Hartline played like Pat Matheny
Maya’s vocals blew the roof away
I had an Irish coffee for the road
Keep me warm on the ride home
You walked in with your girlfriend
In thick coats and red noses
I had another caffeine and whiskey buzz
Rusty Nail packed, the band played an extra set
We stayed, the place bright with smiles
Lively solstice conversations long forgotten
Two more Irish coffees, stayed to last call
Made it home, showered, laid in bed an hour
Got up watched Abbot and Costello until dawn
Wired and wrecked, dressed for work
In those winter days
We burned candles at both ends
Flocked to music and light
Like moths swarm a lamp post
Last night I had an espresso martini
Prayed it would not keep me up
I like waking renewed
Every sunrise
A well-earned warmth
from The Adventurers and other poems:
It is Okay
It is okay to be alone
It is okay to love the lost
We are all alone
We love lost love,
We embrace the pain
Of what is gone
It is okay, we are not stone
It is okay
When rivers run dry
To waltz in memory shadows
It is okay wherever you go
To carry what was
Splintered glass feelings,
Faded fallow faces
Once adored cannot be ignored
It is okay to dive a well that’s shallow
Flies to flypaper
We are stuck
Preserved in the amber
Of the lost
It is better to hold
Than release
Who could renounce
A finger, a toe, a heart,
To seek warmth
In a dying ember’s hearth?
It is okay to lose love
To find and start anew
To gladly give
Knowing you live, you lose
To love the unlovable,
Ones that hurt you so
It is okay, you will redeem
To love again
To love alone
You are your own
It is okay
You simply love
Atmosphere
To be the sky
Not the storm
To let music language steep
Hum the tune of creation’s bang
Flow in blood and breath
Sail through weather
With crystalline eyes
Stoic resilience
To a shattered Earth
To be not the storm
But the sky
It does not happen to you
You happen to the world