The posings of a poet.   For Micah Poems are a form of prayer I
hope that they can reach you there I write and write and feel
relief Though the feeling is passing brief I would join you
where you are I know you’re near but it feels so far They say a
loss leaves a phantom pain Does the sky hurt at the falling of
the rain I know I hurt at the falling of a tear God how I wish
you were here If you hear this or over my shoulder read Know
that I’ll ever love you in word and deed Someday I’ll join you
and know you more Until then that’s what my writing’s for A
prayer for you to know me by A loving hello to replace a tearful
goodbye A release of what has passed this year A call to remind
you that you are dear A piece of me I give to you All to say
that I love you  Sandman’s Companion  Hello there, I see you’re
back    Yes, though really I never left Ah, so you were just
waiting to attack?    That is a realization most deft Why is it
you haunt me so?    Why can’t you see you’re to blame? Why
follow me most everywhere