RAINY FREEWAY

Comet tails reflecting;
Double stars approaching fast.
Lives pass in the mist.

Is dinner waiting?
Has a life together died?
Steel-capsuled dramas.

 

BARRIERS

She sits on her porch
Waiting with her magazines
For someone to come.

He scratches his head,
Folds his paper and looks out.
Maybe if ... I Nope.

 

STRAW DREAMS

She helped me be free.
We wandered the Yellow Road
Sharing hope and fear.

Wanting what we had.
" Think I'll miss you most of all."
Can a Straw Man cry?

 

FOUND BOOK

Musty, familiar,
Heavy cover, cracked pages.
Childhood waits inside.

Gently turn a page.
Pencil marks in a margin;
Memory returns.

 

ABANDONED

There is no welcome;
Windows let in night winds.
Blackberries move in.

Papered walls grow damp.
Wood emerges, freed of paint.
Memories are gone.

 

NIGHT RIDE

My shadowy face
Is like a ghost in the glass;
The night lights shine through.

Here and there a light
Frames a life in a window,
And a face looks back.

 

TENDER TOUCH

His hands hold such love,
Yet they are kept from others;
Given to his dog.

His words are whispered
Into loyal canine ears;
Not those who need them.

 

RAINY CORNER

Silver light, rain streaked,
Mottles hands and empty page.
Words are hard to find.

Can security
In a cozy corner chair
Bring words to touch her?

 

© 1991 Michael Yanega

 

 

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