Song Past the End

The lark rises
After the scream
Almost shyness
And starts to sing

What has happened
Happened always
And forever
And may again

Song like a kite
String flown over
The dark ravine
To start the bridge

From what happened
To what will have
A permanent
Musical link

Not In Ever Again

Someone says, It was nice to see you,
And you say, It was nice to see you,

Too, but for the first time you notice
How easily you take for granted

The simple social fact of being
Alive—Nice to see you, Yeh, you too.

The real reason death’s devastating—
No more dropping in for a visit.

Coming into Focus

It’s no good, this dying
Before dying, dying
For two different reasons,

Trying to fight off one
To get to the other,
The first one ruining

What should have been peaceful
Months before the other
Really bit down fully,

A telescoping death,
Collapsing the lenses,
And only a small patch

Of the night in focus
As the rest reels away.