Mid-September day
At Big Water breathtaking:
Spiritual blue.

Archangel Michael’s protection – courtesy of http://beyondthepsychicveil.blogspot.com/
Grateful for your love,
Strength, courage, and protection –
Archangel Michael.
Shoulders’ prickly heat;
Empty hand lies on the bed –
No strength to fight pain.
Vivaldi’s second
Spring, sadder than the season,
Evokes this soul ache.
September city sounds,
Crickets, rhythmic thunk of ceiling fan whirring crooked,
Distant dog barking.
Encouraging them to bury the words
This conversation is done,
I realize futility.
Acid burn.
Words that burn acid,
“This conversation is done,”
Cannot be unsaid.
On awakening
To autumn’s tinge, pre-dawn air,
She knows strength and joy.
Hours and days and weeks
Bring separation’s silence,
Stones that may stay there.
Suddenly all changed
After months separated —
Promises broken.