I Miss This Love

a hand in mine

hearts entwined

a date at the bar

with a drink and a bite

blue-grey eyes sparkling my way

listening as I rehash my day

doing anything

doing nothing at all

belly laughs so loud

at my stupid jokes

my head in your lap

as you read me clues

in the sun and the sand

warming destined souls 

hemmed in my shape buried in warmth

your arm draped

I miss this love

Working On A Dream

flashing in the mist

of a beautiful morning sun 

that followed the rain

are moments sowed 

in seeds of days remembered

as the sun sets again

uncertain if I am closer

or further away

it’s a hollow feeling

heading north with no direction

arrival may not come

until the last day

Waiting Up

it’s late, almost early

overspun, my mind and stomach 

knotted 

lines you have crossed

now erased by time

leaving this pawn with no move

please come home

my heart is open all night

losing this love is not a choice

abstract by jsp – april 2020

This Snow

light swirling flakes dance in the air

in no rush to reach the ground

appearing peaceful 

unfettered blankets all around

apologies if I am missing the beauty

maybe I am reading the signs all wrong

april’s pandemic snow 

is challenging my efforts to stay strong

I am drawing the curtains 

blocking the light this morning brings

with tomorrow’s dawn

I’ll give things another swing

Pulp

this is my song

yet some of these verses

were not written by me

mine is no cautionary tale

heed your own warnings

but feel free to sing along

I was getting pretty good 

about feeling bad

a rut had become my groove

things I planned to do 

stared back from in front of me

hopes remained of leaving them behind as memories 

highways led me 

gravity always 

brought me back

who is recommending 

this correction

that has me cautious and concerned 

if I could only fly

I wouldn’t need

to run and hide