A page from my chapbook ...

If I lose you

If I lose you
I will shatter heaven
with my silent scream,

Then go on.

Stepping gingerly
among the strewn shards.



Walk with me a little while

Walk with me a little while.
That's all.

For now.

Then,
I will ask you again.



On the fourth day

On the fourth day
her dog ate the french bread,
A wooden cat the day before.

I had been with her too long
for her dog.


Copyright © 2006 by Hilding Lindquist