tonight I walk
6 miles home
past midnight
sweet ocean smells
summer stars
delicious night
my city sleeps
millions in
and I savor
like a lucious flower
not knowing
if I will
see her many years
or if this is it
melancholy joy
thinking
on the romp this morn
with
lanky paleo diet man
so sweet and skilled in bed
and so quiet
thinking how I will tell my lover
who I wept under
2 mornings ago
in another paradise
I worry about his feelings
yet I will have my freedom
I accept no cage
trust it will be fine
and beautiful petit muscle capoeira man
glasses
wounded yet open
frenzied fuck with the otter
before work
damn its hot to be alive
I smile remembering
sometimes I wonder
why am I so driven
is there something wrong with me?
it is what it is
I accept and honor
this drinking in
bearded man with cancer
holy spiritual
I read his book
having met him as his servant
and think on his life
alaska solitary nights
rowing on the moonlit sea
walking on the island snow trail
millionaire
resigned to simplicity
relishing
I pass a homeless man
sitting before the bridge
do I become a teacher
online entrepreneur
where is my calling
many questions
many moments to surrender
to fullness all around
man this day was good
a good day to die
not that I want to die today
but that I lived it fully
well
cherishing
this delicious night
That was beautiful :-)
ReplyDelete"Damn, it's hot to be alive."
ReplyDeleteI know just what you mean. Thanks for the poem. Lovely blog. First saw your photos elsewhere and you mentioned your blog, so I had to take a look. Love it.