Fresh Air

no one to see?
step out your door
and greet the sun

Star

do not let
anyone’s refusal, stop
you from doing
what lights you up;
you are a magnificent
singularity

The Alone Conundrum

being alone
is better than being
with the wrong person
although it is easy
to forget
when alone

A single dwelling

one fish in a tank at home;
still feels like we are fighting
the good fight of living solo

Why the “Crazy Cat Lady” Won’t Date You

A single woman with a cat
should not be condemned;
she has not misplaced her heart
only shared it with someone deserving.

Single or married,
male or female,
green with tentacles;
it should not matter at all
but only that a homeless feline
has found love and shelter.

Owner and pet
share the reciprocity
of compassion.

Something the critic lacks

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“Single” is not a dirty word

I’d rather be
the crazy cat lady
than end up with you

One in a Set

I, too, will sit
at the counter
or the bar table
which so often
is like a shelf
with every odd
book pulled out
with spaces meant for one
to fill in and continue
a long and comforting
pattern

but a table for two
with one chair empty
is only searching for
its missing mate
although people enter life in ones
and leave it that way

Single

A quiet night
I wish for arms
To hold me as I sleep

An early morning
A table with one plate and cup
The other chair pushed back in invitation

To that someone of someday
I drum my fingers in impatience
And dash images before they congeal
Lest I take imagination for something hoped for
and believe it to be real.