In a moment
Grief may take you
Whisked away
By forceful winds
Sorrow casts its
Creeping tendrils
Winding around
Ankles, unaware
Or it seeps
Into bones
Through flesh
That ages
Right on schedule
Last night I
Held three
In my arms
Interlocked, crying
They straddle
The chasm between
Child and adult
One gripped me
So tight, my
Bones ache
Even now
A bereft boy
Tossed about
on the seas of
A paramour sundered
Too light to be
On the cusp of
Manhood
Made gaunt by
Unrequited passion
The other two
Fostered a
Steady flame
Devoted, besotted
Believing bonds
Will endure
Love games grow
Into complex
Living things
Capable of
Burning bright
But also
Scorching, scarring
In the wee hours
I said goodbye
To my little
Peach Leaf
She grew taller
More confident
Fell in love
With a good boy
They cried themselves
Into slumber, alas
It is a universal truth
Scheduled flights
Won’t wait for
Sleeping sweethearts
And their
Unending embraces
About the Creator
Aspen Marie
In love with life and all of its foibles.
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