Last night I filtered sound
through the web of my dreams—
the long, long, short, long
whistle of the train
weaving its way south of the Truckee
close to my tears,
muffling cries, not bitter,
rather longing, for those days
in spring when you were enough.
Back then our love sang the colors
of wildflowers and scents of
new rain. Now, alone, I keep
you close, in my dream, once more.
I sort through pieces of my heart,
lay them out to be borne away
by gusting wind and the long,
long, short, long whistle
of the train along the Truckee.
I’m pleased to announce the release on Kindle of my first collection of poetry: Jacaranda Rain, Collected Poems, 2012, You will find it for purchase on Amazon (Free for Kindle Prime members). Reviews on Amazon or Goodreads would be most appreciated.