The sky stretches across my gaze with a deep ocean blue
and I feel myself swim across the clouds, and the bees
hovering near me become tiny yellow fish as they flew
from one flower to another, and I think of you
full of mischief and tease.
As you always try to pull me through
every day, because it is another adventure within our view.
On these quiet days, your name rests upon my lips before the grief seizes
my heart, and I whisper our memories as lullaby to subdue.
I hope to see you again one day, but I settle on the sunset’s hue
to replace your hand in mine, your shadow next to me, but please
don’t forget me, please don’t forget my name as I pursue
each day without you, and I create a new narrative and review
the beats of my heart as solo act, and the evening breeze
tells me it is time to go home as daylight withdrew.
I still hold your fire close to my soul like a tattoo.
Poetic Trials 