Late Night Poems

Vol. 3

Late Night Poems is a general round up of the week’s poetry exercises. Here is the week of 1/23/2023:

blue and green

my favorite shirt is blue and green,
not reversible,
but the green peeks out like a surprise
in a cuff.
but even now, 
I still can't wear it without an undershirt.
blue and green were your favorites.
not mine.

but,

like the old quilted feather bed,
tartan,
soft and warm.
comforting.

not like you,
no.
that feather bed was around longer
than you in your robe.
tartan,
blue and green,
again.
as if this time would be different
but no,
still the same blue and green.
a pattern
that I would repeat
well into my 30s. 

your favorite colors are blue and green.
for the green in my eyes,
and blues you chose not to see.

maybe this year will be easier.

forced outings in a ford taurus

cigarette smoke is equally 
nauseating
and nostalgic.
because I remember singing in the car,
only to myself,
but getting a headache for the effort.
trying to be heard,
but never brave enough to break 
through the haze.
it was always a labor
with
no reciprocation.

and it was all that was left 
in the end.
familiar dead ends.

moonscape

fond farewells,
however fraught,
without the sun 
are for not.

for if the moon
peeks to see,
the tears you shed
will never cease.