Pardon The Intrusion

Pardon The Intrusion

pardon the intrusion

prosperous Champion

                but

your spirit is with me

always

like on wounded knee

in the Mojave desert

afore a rooted marvel

arms raised        

                out-stretched

toward the high Heavens

gifting a soft song in your

                honour

pardon my brave resolve

I am

your unflinching friend

heart like a mockingbird

anchorage for your magical

                character

amid an army of affection

                & leafy boughs

if we gathered up all our

words & we spread them

across safe starlit gable

instantly after nightfall

all the burnt rubble would

                bloom

because I am your parallel

steadfast in the poet’s lot

our music tuned to the same

                chord

pardon the intrusion

heartened legionnaire

I only mean to tell you

that even in the ruins of

                poetry

wandering is not an error

home is always a home

built strong until our last

                days

pardon the intrusion

while I profess

these things

to you with willing praise

**

I was blessed with three older brothers, all of whom mean the world to me and have served as male role models my whole life. I am celebrating of them today, on the day of his birth, with a poem. It only seems fitting to honour him, my creative sibling, with a poem.

Happy fifty-teen-ish birthday, TJ.

In propinquity,

Nic