Winter poppies
The best moments
this long winter
have been indoors-
sunlight
armchair
woodstove.
It’s a lonely peace.
Music drops me
a decade ago-
cold sunny days,
adventure-fresh.
You were so alive.
Laughing big-
our coats open
unafraid
under a turquoise sky.
Even without the music
I would cry for you today.
Cappadocia turquoise sky
