often, not at all

©2023 michael raven

no finger no moon
nothing pointing
anywhere or nowhere
just a bit of silver
tossed to the waters
of the wishing well
under a cherry moon
i miss that tart fruit
of you in my mouth
but it has gone mayfly
in the aching of june

living on prayers and
mercuric memories
i wonder what you
think if you think of me
and is it often or
not at all?

patterns skin scratched
and india ink promises
whiskey, leather on
my tongue

8 thoughts on “often, not at all

  1. For me this reflects how we try to grasp onto something exterior as either guidance or explanation for our past and future lives – yet, in the end, we only have ourselves.
    An effective and affecting piece, Michael.

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