Mother's Day

I feel my best when I'm on a skateboard.

On a skateboard,

I am another human, one more mobile

and more attached to a small plank of wood

set atop four small wheels. 

My wife is very beautiful.

Physically it's like she is trying to eclipse

her inner goodness. 

It's like she has decided to grow

a force field around her inner goodness

but creating a shell of beauty 

that no one would dare penetrate. I have

penetrated this shell and am lucky.

People, I have been lucky

to be inside my wife

and watch my kids expand her belly

and see her explode with them.

She is not a skateboard but I am

free when I am sailing on her.

I look at her and the sea waits.

My ollie, sometimes, is

perfect. When it is, she snaps into the air

and when I land 

my feet are just glued.