Cormorants Around Us

River riding kayak time

easy Virginia float

past the place of Jimmy Dean 

JD with flower moat.  

Down there with the GF

about eight years ago 

my helper in transition 

going from rich to poor.

Cormorants around us 

diving for their lunch 

pierce the surface 

rapidly

raining down 

silent. 

Where is Jimmy Dean they say

he passed ten years before 

from poor to rich to gone 

fishing 

no sausage anymore.  

 

Perhaps a bird has drilled my heart 

and I'm a ghost out here

nothing much to talk about 

just kayak fish drink beer. 

 

Saw him in a restaurant 

about 2008  

eating French cuisine 

of course

my ex, her parents

late.    

All the self-made millionaires 

and someone wants to write 

doesn't have the dollars 

wanders late at night.  

Dresden on the James River 

how did I get to here?

In love with the wrong lady 

down the long road to tears.  

 

My ex-wife's father 

called to him

two tables down the line

embarrassed me 

tremendously 

but Jimmy was  

too kind.   

 

That's what you get 

from pilots flew in WW2 

not afraid of anything 

will speak in public too.  

 

There's glass upon the river 

a little pond one side

when they hit the water 

circles grow combine.

We are all together 

although we part as well

never speak about it 

our lives are sometimes hell.

Dress a place where we can be 

ourselves and blessed find

another one beside us 

be head of house  

this time.  

Retire from the marketplace 

be alone as well 

write a bit create a space 

reflect and maybe tell.  

Oh! A home at Christmas time 

even in a war with so many memories 

diving quills and poor.   

Perhaps this time I will survive

write grow older stay 

make a case for something

adolescence 

pain?

Sort out all the losses 

bless them with some good 

rest enjoy the holidays 

forgive reset 

improve.