
spring moving forward
flowers carefree in the sun
bees ignore my gaze
I dig computers

spring moving forward
flowers carefree in the sun
bees ignore my gaze

sunlight descending
engulfed in the water’s depths
walking to the south

sunlight’s downward path
as I wander past the fears
ah, cherry blossoms!

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p style=”font-size:16px;”>I am far from done
Met a really cool guy today. A former Navy nuclear power program sailor, just like me. Though he is quite a bit younger.
Swapped stories of our respective experiences, which I enjoyed. Yet I often worry in those moments that I’ll become like the subject of Bruce Springsteen’s “Glory Days”, a relic, trapped in the past. Grave fate, for me, at least.

out into the night
a beacon on my sidewalk
crisp air reminders
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so many miles
weathered and worn by life
a cold biting wind