Sunday, November 22, 2009

complete



Friday, November 20, 2009

a good surprise


It’s a pleasant surprise, a mild November morning,
Blue sky, full sun on my face as I walk the old dog.
We are repeating our usual circuit trip around the block
And yet the experience is in the present.
The sky has cleared after yesterday’s rain.
I hear and smell and see all around me.

The warm moist air on my skin feels spring-like.
I even hear a bird call modulating that I heard last spring.
How can that be? A mystery.
What is that bird? I still haven’t seen it.
There’s always much more to learn.
I accumulate knowledge like others collect things.

The dog stops to do his business in the wooded area.
I see the yellow maple leaves littering on top,
Noticing this year how they are among the last to fall
While their red maple cousins were among the first to fall.
I see this because I can name the species this year.
I’ve been learning new things, this old dog.

Last night you called me by surprise late
Just as I was settling into bed
Just to say you were longing to be next to me.
Such a delight for me that you are there
Feeling that way about me,
Feeling the way I do about you.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

caumsett november





















In the morning the road is wet.
I lie in bed and listen.
It is early Saturday morning.
I can indulge my thoughts.

I am warm under the covers.
It is good to have this quiet time.
The words come to me to share with you.
You are here with me as I type.

We two people do not know the future
But we hope we are in it together.
We are so good to each other.
We would enjoy having each other.



Sunday morning I wake up feeling so real
So solid on your firm mattress.
Our bond is strong like a tree.
We have roots and branches together.

It delights me to go on a drive with you
Heading to some nature place to explore
Talking with you about relationships
Hearing the kindness in your voice.

You don’t talk about emotions much
But I see you have exceptional emotional intelligence.
You have learned to accept our life changes
And move with them, transforming yourself.

Saturday, November 14, 2009

two seniors


Passing the sign announcing events for seniors
At first I think it is about you, the high school senior.
In a moment I realize it is for my age group
Though it is not my identity.

I am old enough for AARP membership.
I am even old enough to collect social security.
That’s not my life. I’m not done working.
I am older but not old yet.

It pleases me that you have become a senior
And I am still here for you.
I was afraid you might lose me very young
Being older when you were born.

I’m going to continue working and providing.
It’s good for me and good for you.
Our stories are unfolding still.
You will find your way in the world.

I will be happy in your choices.
You are a good person.
And I have a new chapter beginning.
You may be happy for me, too.