Intimacy

That kind if intamacy

That builds

When you sleep in the same space

Share the same work

Learn together

The type of intimacy that builds

When you know each other

At your most vulnerable

At your most desperate

At a time when you are

Figuring it all out

That’s what I hold on to

Summer

Summer

Spending time with Friends

Who are more like family

Meeting trees that breath life

Doing some urban hiking

On bustling city streets

Knowing that those summer nights

Will see you through all of the transitions

That this season brings

Summer

I’ve written lots of poems about summer. They are never quite what I want them to be. It’s just as well, since it is such a complicated season that is often full of transitions. Last summer I treated myself to some pretty awesome trips where I got to formally meet some redwood trees and reflect on the unexpected happenings in my life that have proven interesting to say the least. Here is another poem for good measure.

Smiles that stretch across the country

Meeting laughter that boldly heals the earth