A poem while you cook us dinner
I can see you
Pouring love into every ingredient
And joy for our future in every recipe
Care in your moves and passion in each dish you stir
The selflessness of the chef
The focused intensity of the lover
The elation of the artist
And the care of a true partner
Every bit more delicious than the last
Flavored by a genuine and eternal love
Laugh
When you called my laugh a siren
Was it because
I can slap the switch while chasing happiness through the streets of a new city
Or because
My volume and pitch rise and fall in crescendos and crash like waves of wedding joy
incarnate
Or
Because hidden behind the sine and sounds of satisfaction, are the eternal undertones of wailing, warning
Birds
In a life where I have loved you before
Perhaps we were both birds
Loving each other again to our core
Wings held in our nest without needing words
Two creatures so perfectly aligned
Because we entwined in a past life
In all incarnations we always find
Our love that always conquers strife
Each time it is my heart’s true pleasure
To look and look and look till I find
The soul that will always be my greatest treasure
So to her I myself might once more bind
As birds our happiness would easily soar
On to our next life where I will adore you even more
F.S. BLAKE is a Bronze Star decorated U.S. Army Veteran and Pushcart Prize nominated poet. He is a published photographer, traveler, advanced SCUBA diver, philanthropist, entrepreneur, and proud husband and father. He has poems published or forthcoming in O-Dark-Thirty, As you Were: The Military Review, The Wrath-Bearing Tree, and Line of Advance. His first chapbook, Terminal Leave, is available from Finishing Line Press. His poetry career began during his sister’s wedding.
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