First Breath Of Chicago Winter...

 

First Breath Of Chicago Winter...

I saw flurries last night,

Walked the charcoal- dark crush of silent Chicago night,

It wasn't the city lights that dazzled in those quiet hours;

The vast emptiness of glass and steel,

It breathes and exhales people,

Near to numerous as air molecules,

Yet in the night there's only my now-visible breath,

Cabs prowl the streets in search of migrating oxygen;

Somehow,

Capital thrives on the back of this magnificent strange.

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford

© 11/13/2014

The Un-Loved Christmas Ornament..

The Un-Loved Christmas Ornament..

Akin to the ugly duckling,

You don't have to fall in love,

You don't have to take it home.

It just sits there on your desk,

Keeping you company at work,

Reminding you of a kinder season.

Someday when this door closes,

It will still be there in a drawer,

A little something holiday warm,

To keep a working person company,

A little touch of grace,

Smack-in-the-middle,

Of all that hustle-bustle.

Merry Christmas,

&

Happy New Year!

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford

(C) 12/12/2020

A Universal Constant...

A Universal Constant...

Law of nature,

Bedrock,

Ever present,

Dependable,

Reliable,

Consistent.

There is care,

Kindness,

Compassion,

Thoughtfulness,

Reasons for gratitude.

A good one.

To be lost in the same eternity with you?

That's pretty lucky.

Write on,

Brother.

AquarianM

By: Daniel A. Stafford

© 12/06/2020

Author's Note:

For my long-time poetic peer and friend, Rick.