Mighty Mac

Standing tall above the fray

The mighty Mackinac bridge allows

Traffic from the upper to the lower

And vice versa: cars, trucks, cycles

Two towers stand with hands on hips

Holding the bed suspended above the lakes

Where Michigan and Huron exchange their waters

White, powerful, reaching deeply into the foam

The cold deep of the Great Lakes

Where ships have met their rest

And wind curls round and round

Should anyone fail to follow the rules

They may find the harsh result in being tossed

Over the cabled sides in some exchange of fear

The long, five-mile stretch a lesson

For those who care to see the beauty

Of our grand peninsulas

The Empty Chair

Where once you sat beside me

As my dear companion true

Held your breath watching mysteries

In your dreams a vacant hue

I need to hear you whisper

Where there were gentle snores

I find it hard to recall moments

When we laughed or had smores

My dear one I so miss you

Though it may not seem its so

My tears fall in lonely moments

When my thoughts stray to you

I hope that you are happy

In the ways that Heaven blends

Our past and our good fortune

When our days are at their ends

I know you must be happy

Where you are there is no pain

You’re with your one true sweetheart

And your ma and pa again

So I will put my tears away

For a day when I am sad

And never give you reason

To think my life is bad

I will raise my head in pleasure

Though I see your touch everywhere

I love you and I miss you

In the lovely empty chair

Circles

All of the circles wind around me

The hurricane is dark and torrid

Alerts go out toward everyone

In a spin and a dip and a twist

Amazing illuminations fizzle in the dust

Nothing new is noted today

All of the hopes for tomorrow have fallen

Into the pit of deception and greed

We choke in the desperate depths

But there is nothing that can protect

And support the way of right, of truth