Here's one of them:
Dennys At Midnight
It seems now so long ago.
Hashing out problems,
and firming up philosophies
over priced right coffee and pancakes until 2:00 a.m.
Learning the art of conversation
from my tribe-
They still walk beside me.
I hear their voices ring and sing
in my memories.
Comfortable silences and smiles
or raucous conversation
disclosing mutual experiences.
Friends gathering in that nocturnal eatery,
walking in while others walked out.
Today, I am alone in my thinking.
How I miss one of
America’s best therapy lounges.
How I long for the glue of firm friends
that kept me from falling apart.
How I long.