Michael Copeland’s most recent poem to appear here was “Bloodline” (June 2016) 

Textures
By Michael Copeland

Shadows to dust, and turning stones
not withstanding, my thoughts are
of your lovely smile and kind heart.
Walk as I must with downturned eyes
to the knowing you are with another,
In spirit and in glorious love.
The dappled texture of me standing,
lonely in Summer thought, with gaze
transfixed to my inner soul.
In my lifetime of saddened days I
was never kissed with sweet passion,
never held in loving tenderness.
O’ to live a life and not know love,
the warmth of another’s hand,
unbound wonderment and joy.