Loneliness My Friend

When I am alone
I can sing
and write
be naked
Look any sloppy way I want
Talk to myself or sit quietly inward.

When I'm with you
we are both fidgeting and
stuttering, sweating, and
wishing for a revelation
to give us something to say.

There are people everywhere
surrounding and watching
listening to catch a word
of our silent conversation
Loneliness can be much more fun.

Blossom

Blossom among blossoms
Millions of wild flowers,
Coloring the meadow
Yellow, White, Lavender
Soaking in the sunshine
Flaunting their fragile petals.

Dark clouds and wind
Warn of a spring storm
The fields blown and beaten
Hail burying the flowers.

Among millions of dead blossoms
The tip of a petal
breaks through the ice
One lonely surviving flower
Among millions destroyed
Wondering, "Why me?"