haven't seen cassandra in forever

haven't seen cassandra in forever



so there are
some
who are like solar eclipses. 
and some
who insist on this or that
before
going forward to seek whatever
fortune awaits. 


so i'm swinging
from this squeaky garden's gate
wondering why
i haven't seen cassandra
in forever. 


and
haley's comet swoops by
and i sigh thinking
it could be worse
like every seventy five years
or a reoccurring curse.


so i weed my garden
and
grow my verse,
knowing beauty is eternal
and i'm really
none the worse.
still
she's like this living art to me
i can rehearse
till
it's perfect.





sjw 05/03/17 inspired at this very moment in time by cassandra.




from the 'beauty series' of poems