Poem #12 for National poetry month!
I wrote out by hand notes on a conversation with my boy and then began to type a poem about a different moment we had tonight. This is how the brain works folks!

Time Hangs the Mighty Wind Watch

To hang in the wind as you unwind my world

Standing near the street with cars zooming up that hill

I watch as you trot, gallop, pitch, and sway in this invisible sail

Pushing you forward to a moment of all stop

Dead in the water

Not a ripple

No stir

Gazing at the ground there is an invisible bug or plant

Whose roots you examine or study as tiny bête crawls

Journeying slowly to intersect with some hole

You find fascinating

I can’t see what you’re starring at for so long

As if you could see to the core of the Earth

Silent now, but I wonder what that question about the temperature

In the layers of the Earth might be?

“What would you say if….?” Trailing off echoing in my brain

A well-worn train that often takes me no-where,

 But for you the possibilities are endless

You squat, head covered by the hood of your too-big-super-soft-sweatshirt

I touch your shoulder asking if you are alright

Startled, your head pops up

You give me a grin telling me it is ok

When I touched you, I scared you a little, but you liked it

I repeat the question looking into your blank endless blue eyes

You brighten stating, “I’m watching time go by, and I want to stay here.”

I feel this too and hear a chilling wind

 rattle in my brain as an empty attic room

that I know will be there if you are ever gone

Up you charge

Face into the mighty wind giant

Laughing at his roar

Lapping my love once more