With one crow cawing
And the gulls all circling,
A lone eagle up high
Gliding, lurking,
The clock had stopped
At six forty-five,
A last cappuccino
At ten forty-five,
And that’s how
Dockside,
Ended.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “Coincidences” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
10:45 AM March 31, 2015
One door opens
And six doors close
The government dancing
In Caesar’s clothes,
Love comes calling
But nobody’s home
We’re out paying taxes
Like they did in Rome,
One window opens
Six windows close
The world’s out fighting
In a Napoleon pose,
Love comes looking
But nobody’s there
We’re out paying homage
At the banker’s chair,
One gate opens
And six gates close
Spies are everywhere
Like Fleming’s prose,
Love comes naked
We say what the hell
We’re all getting screwed
Let’s ring the bell.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “Coincidences” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
9:28 AM March 29, 2015
Will you
Remember me,
Will I
Remember you,
When our days
Are done
And our lives
Are through,
Will I
Remember you,
Will you
Remember me,
When our time
Is gone
And our souls
Are free.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “Coincidences” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
6:00 AM March 28, 2015
The older you get
The more you realize
That no matter how careful
You are,
Getting from there to here
Requires more than a bit of luck,
A quick peek at the obituaries drives
It home,
When I was a kid I remember some
Old ladies talking about Fred and Helen,
How Fred came on Sundays
And Helen came on Mondays
Just like clockwork with the milk
Delivery,
It took some years to figure
That one out.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “Coincidences” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
7:12 PM March 27, 2015
When the sun came out
And the storm died down
It was anchors pulled
And into the breeze,
You know the times
With the sails being
Teased
The current stronger
Than full hull speed,
So it was backwards in
Time and you remember
That day,
She adjusted her things and
Teased
You to stay.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “Coincidences” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
11:05 AM March 26, 2015
Into the darkness
We go with a light,
When we can’t see
What we imagine,
We somehow
Feel safe,
And alright.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “Coincidences” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
5:00 PM March 25, 2015
It was as if the world
The world forgot,
To tell us
That we,
That we were not
The only ones
To fall in love,
And though the time
The time was short,
I remember the taste
Of all your lips,
The thirsty rhythm
Of your driving hips,
No need to pinch
To pinch myself,
I know the price
I know how nice
When it seems the world
The world forgets.
Stephen Nesbitt©
From “Coincidences” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
8:18 PM March 24, 2015
