We kicked our feet on swings
That protested more than we did
As they kept the motion perpetually
While we were running out of energy
An almost imperceptible drifting
Out of synch and in different directions
Tag Archives: Drifting
Poem: Adrift pt. 2
The current of life carrying us
Moved along hidden paths
Driven by unseen obstacles
That we try to navigate
Poem: The Situation as it Stands
Two packets of sugar sit between us
Coffee gone cold like the conversation
Neither raising what we need to discuss
Each being held back by reservation
This an unfamiliar hesitation
When we loved each other we loved freely
Poem: Drifting
Like so many strangers
We pass by unrecognized
Forgetting the other
Who shares our bed
Laying silently sleeping
With no more dreams
Just the passing of time