The Vestigial Heart

Written for my wife, Kris, on the occasion of our first wedding anniversary, 05-14-06

By

H. Kent Craig

 A fresh coat of paint on old walls

getting ready for the new season

imperfections covered but not hidden

histories mistories wearing the latest couture

crisp linens pressing a skirt for soft bed

lie atop seagrass ega’ the waves nearby

crashing without breaking

the moments of pasts confluenc’ing

a hopeful present

spyglass’d eyes towards futures bring’d

New plumbings down, old-style patterns up

new ways of thinking what unthinkables lie in

that hearts our of our heart

privy to so many things

forgot’ting how to live

when it almost died

resurrected, swimmings with the dolphins

happy and gay, mating with stars above

eternal kissings in the endless seas below

a middle ground, the balance of life

our life together, past, now, and forever