The Return of High School Sweetheart Fred!

High School Sweetheart Fred has left a new comment on your post "Since I've been home...":

I know this poet.
(That's me she's referring to.)  
(lil ol me!)

You have a poets heart and a pirates mouth. You are amazing and ornery. You are sweet and full of shit as well. So glad you had this experience. It's always been a part of you. Now it's just out there for the rest of us to see and you to reflect upon.
Love you old friend.

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Since I've been home...

I've been missing you.
The long road stretching out in front of me;
ribbons of highway rolling underneath my feet.
The sensation of movement hasn't stopped,
and in my mind I can still feel the wind,
the sun on my face,
the clutch gripped in my hand.
The pressure on my chest of the passing wind
pushing me against my pack of clothes
held with knots, and hope;
I still see you from the limestone cuts in west Texas,
from the redwood shadows in California
those beautiful curves, perilously carved against the ocean;
How you run
out into the nights of New Mexico.
How you shook me like a child's toy
until I believed you were alive and unruly
and contrary,
like me.
How you wrapped your arms around me again
and again,
on the west coast
until I knew you were alive and unruly
and contrary,
like me.