Keyhole Portrait
Chrome locks reflect
entering, belonging.
They were waiting to
anxiously perform
the nocturnal ritual
before my bare abode.
The quiet glow of
their skin arouses
suspicions, adding
a feeble luster to
a crushing routine,
of unquestioned worth.
I can feel the jangle of it;
The idea of it. Its lovely
cheat and withdrawal;
evasion, or capitulation
to longing and rest. Time
for another constellation!
I am home. The world
gathers meaning as
the quell of evening
intervenes; crickets
sing ruffling silence.
Michael Seeger lives with his lovely wife, Catherine, and still-precocious 16 year-old daughter, Jenetta, in a house with a magnificent Maine Coon (Jill) and two high-spirited Chihuahuas (Coco and Blue). He is an educator (like his wife) residing in the Coachella Valley near Palm Springs, California. Some of his poems have appeared recently either published or included in print anthologies like the Lummox Press, Better Than Starbucks, and The Literary Hatchet.
