Now we speak words for the dead
That are filled with effusive praise
All the things we wish we had said
Tag Archives: Absent
Poem: Ghost of a Girl
I wondered what happened to you
As I thought about traveling west
To find you there and then stopped
If you wanted me you could find me
Instead I traveled to New Orleans
Where I thought I saw you there
Poem: Empty Streets and an Empty Room
Her smell lingers like a ghost
on blankets strewn across the couch.
Out the window that is frosting
from the cold outside compared
to the warmth inside, and beyond
I see the street is empty.
She has moved on.
Poem: Dark Windows
Spring smells mark the arrival
Of warmer weather here
Evaporating fresh rain from sidewalks
As I’m walking by your house
To see all the lights are turned out
For the first time in years