-love of daylight
Watching her lush brown hair jostle
around her shoulders and neck
as she walks towards me smiling in the daylight
makes me yearn to be young again
more than anything else can.
Because they love wine, our house-warming gift
to them was a sold-out artist’s proof, embellished,
signed and numbered giclee of wine glasses, bottles
and corks sparkling in the daylight. Hoping they don’t
go on the wagon, the painting ending up in the dumpster.
The daylight catches a long strand
of nearly invisible spider’s silk stretching
like a delicate diaphanous golden hair
from Helen’s head across my windshield
but I’m leaving it there because it is pretty.
Michael Estabrook is retired. No more useless meetings under florescent lights in stuffy windowless rooms, able instead to focus on making better poems when he’s not, of course, endeavoring to satisfy his wife’s legendary Honey-Do List. His latest collection of poems is Bouncy House, edited by Larry Fagin (Green Zone Editions, 2016).