We know them
no filter moments
side swept rains tease snow
feel moisture on naked socks
walking the dog
a midnight rendezvous
perhaps routine to some
yet
tonight, today, last year
that calendar date
might, may, will, has, did,
does always, wants forever a return.
Remember once quiet
impassioned plea.
I will always be here, nearby
holding your hand, crossing paths,
nostalgic eyes.
©️ Thom Amundsen 12/2020
We have these moments
we, the human beings
where emotions begin our day,
end our nights,
decide our way.
We sometimes cannot move a muscle
our bodies so strong, resilient
frozen to the ground,
the nature of a piece of soft furniture
becomes the bastion
covet our ill.
Today, nature’s frozen ground
sure to take some lives,
those of human beings
lost inside a vortex of instantaneous
decision making ice
We need to look for answer
instead of accepting defeat,
our bodies human yet frail,
we cannot allow the remedy of loss
become our only outcome.
Sweet is the human condition,
ready and willing
weep and cry, laugh in hysterics
the emotional roller-coaster
whom we become, come to be.
Find solace in the truth,
know honesty
recognize the power of an ill
realize the beauty of real,
stay safe, stay warm, stay in love.
No matter that the world has other plans,
let your own be the finality carry on a glow.
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