listening to chet baker ''round midnight'

violet and black


i saw you walking across the commons   dear one

   those few years ago  it was that close   


had i been distracted by the merest trifle 

   i want one little nail on the wall   one idea


that doesn't float away with the slightest breeze

   that this was preordained   if not that   then this


that we are the union of two sets   that there is proof   

   that pain isn't punishment   that dante was right   


that there is a reckoning   because   i know   dear one   

   that what brought us together can take us apart   


and   if i can find that one immutable thing that binds us   

   that obviates chance   then i can be vigilant 


that the sterility of these dead of night-colored words

   belie something richer   and softer   and sky bluer






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Written on 2019-12-17 at 10:43

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I came here looking to read your words again and you never disappoint. This is so full of emotion. I'm so glad to have found it. Your poems are always a gift that finds a spot within our hearts. Loved this.

Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
There's so much yearning in these words. I don't know the circumstances but I recognize (or should I say feel it) the pain of loss and yearning.

MetaPoetics The PoetBay support member heart!
This is beautiful. There's so much to cherish in this piece. I especially like the idea of "one little nail on the wall one idea/that doesn't float away." Listening to Chet Baker now.

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!