Life With Horace

poetry & essays

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dark voice in silence

there is quiet now
where rich color had been heard

deep and sensuous, his turning notes
of fluted california honky tonk

remain a potent legacy
rest easy we will hear

your echo

day 6 of NaPoWriMo. RIP Merle Haggard, who left us today. Singer, brilliant songwriter, early voice of Bakersfield.

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one way aubade

daylight prompts a kiss,
waking up my foggy
heart and brain
to sunrise clarity of thought

and know an echo cannot
keep me, having heard
and felt full throated love
if only for a time

flypaper’s hold, that ersatz
grace, lacks true regard,
whereas the fearless know
that reins kept loose hold tight

now looking out toward the sun
and craving freedom’s light,
I wave and turn away from here,
whispering goodbye to night

For day 6 of NaPoWriMo, the prompt being for an Aubade, or lovers’ morning farewell.