Member Rara Avis
Another day has departed,
Promises unkept and broken.
Another moment poolside reading
Where beyond the gates life lies breathing.
In its own grace, its own frantic pace,
I turn another page.
Chairs bent back with people lying,
The sun through trees, overhead sky.
One crow feeding in the branches,
Shadows changing the pool's face again.
I try again to get an answer
Or a reasonable reply.
Growing older and also younger,
Not letting wonder wither, but fly.
The phone's weight I know well
And the song I want to sing.
Turn back the pages a few years ago
When I was just another lonely being.
Now I'm just another lonely being in California --
So as you can see, some progress has been made.
The next step is to filter away the lonely
So I can live, finally, unafraid.