Category Archives: Friendship

The Voicemail of a Stranger

Nowadays phones flash names
In silent warnings announcing
The hoped for, the unexpected,
Sometimes the feared, the dreaded
What is my mood, what is the time
Is there desire in committing
Effort to a voice, to listen, respond
Appropriately, kindly, with patience
To a voice, with nuances and feelings
Sending a message is quicker, easier
Unlimited, unstamped instant notes
Abbreviated by sound, to save space

Today though, a number without a name
No recognition to who this person
Could be, calling me in the morning
Allowing voicemail to give notice to
This stranger, that I am busy and
Will respond when the inclination
Suits my schedule, a save it for later
The day is long, tedious, lacking
In everything but frustration
As I clear the memory of the day
From my phone, from my thoughts
I listen to the gentle voice of a stranger
That unimportant call this morning
The mystery number that held no distinction

Now, at the end of my day, generously
Thanking me for leaving a note on his car
Accidents happen he says, then apologizing
For not thanking me sooner for honesty
That in this world is not so frequent
I was on vacation when you hit my car
In that parking lot and left the Post-it
He repeats in gratitude again, I
Should have called you sooner
No, I think this was the perfect time
This gift of voice from a stranger, who
On vacation came back to that
Parking spot to find my gift of a dent
Adorned in a fluorescent green Post-it

My Sad Friend

I am alone, I am fine
What I like and when
Though please
Don’t remind me
Of this perpetual state
That whirls and swirls
Within my head
Extension to my heart
This bitter pill to
Swallow waiting for
One of us to finally
Give up, and leave
Committing hope
For a final peace
That alone apart
Makes greater sense
Than this together alone

The Joy Changes

My sweet coworker
Visiting my desk, relief
From task filled thoughts
Joy apparent in the familiar
Circular caress of comfort
As she shares her delight
In what she cannot fully
Appreciate nor comprehend; yet
Memory providing in
Easy recollection, my own
Nine month sabbaticals
From loneliness
Joy, ceaseless wonder
Perfected companionship
Reveling each change
Every miraculous movement
Then a familiar interruption
My youngest, calling from home
His frustration evident, crying
His schoolwork is so hard
I will be home in an hour
We will figure it out together
His angry indictment
You always have to work late
He hangs up first and I hold
The receiver silently, hesitating
In momentary consideration
Suddenly, instinctively
My coat and gloves on
Leaving an every day list
Without all expectations
Crossed off in evidence
Of unseen accomplishment
Arriving home in time for
His singing like Pavarotti
To a steamed up mirror


Demanding incredulousness
When there is no warranty
Placing blame your heart’s aim
Rewarding yourself through
Humiliation of the likely
The survey constant
Flaws, errors, mistakes
Your skillful attention once
Admirable, now sits hard
On my lap needing to be
Picked up and tossed
A clawing cat hissing
In spiteful departure
No attachment no love
Simply landing without pause
Off in search of new prey

My Best Friend

My best friend and I laughing
We were seven maybe eight
My mom said the sound of it
Was like marbles falling off the table
That made us laugh harder
When there was nothing to laugh at
We would stare at each other
And force out laughter
Until again the marbles cascaded
In our giddy together song
I keep a supply of that memory
Stored safely in my heart
Like a favorite cologne in a fancy
Atomizer I spray around the room
When days get dreary
A light mist reminding me
There is a person
My best friend
Who can make laughter with me
Out of a simple desire for joy
We had no way to know
The wisdom in our easy effort
Between friends, the best kind
For 45 years, no blood or license
To bind us, just the marbles
Falling over the tabletop