Diary

 

good morning

to a world free of diaries

no time checks or meeting reminders

or words in waves about who knows

what people and thoughts come into sight

filling every curvy square inch

their meanings taking shape

their laughter as blossoms on the breeze

 

good afternoon

to the awesome but somehow hilarious

efforts to be one of a kind

the past has already converted

to yesterdays that could be anyone’s

while today’s mixture of pictures

passions unrequited opinions oft cited

stay white unwriterly

uninscribed as silent prayers

 

good evening

smiles at the domestic ceremonies

preparing the courses

unhyphenated conversations

wine rings all in the context

and cleaning up as usual after

without need for further comment

or several pages of the diary

decades decay

 

good night

to the deity of delight

to the daring and the darlings

deliriums and dramas

doldrums and disappoints

decisions and doubts

and dearie me the diary

blank this as so many other days

testament to something else in mind

strange to find

or the need to forget