A Poem for Mike

This is my poem I wrote for Mike, my best friends.  It’s one of many things I’ve written on him and he’s letting me share it with you.  This one’s simply called “Mike” (you can read the essay I wrote on him up at the top of the blog, click on “About Mike”.  Love ya Mike.

Amos

MIKE

He gets so tired and never shows it

you’d think that after twenty years

of inflammation, surgery, hip

knees, shoulder replacements

that he’d age as well

but that handsome face

has a fire down in his gut–

that old soul that dreams of

the sea and articulates

actual pain in mounds of clay

he sculpts and smokes and

sips his tea, a traveler

of the world, a wander-lust,

a dreamer and realist

who taught me how to smoke

cigars on the train tracks in the rain

when we were twelve

who taught me how to be fearless

in this world where we get hurt

who taught me how to be twelve

forever in my heart, jumping off ledges

into unknown waters

he’s forever jumping off ledges

into unknown waters

and you oughta see him deny

his bravery

how he gets pushed down

time after time

by his very own body, defying him,

and he gets up and shakes the dirt

and talks about California.

There aren’t many people out there

in this world that could quite compare

and so few know the treasure that he is

as a friend, as a comrad, as family

as a soul boundless and as free

as the wind across the water

he questions why he can’t get up

and he never quits trying

never

and if you pitied him the old man

in him would spit in your face

we don’t know where he’s been

but what kind of spirit does it take

to keep getting up

and up

and up

the sun in his eye

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One thought on “A Poem for Mike

  1. You’ve totally captured Mike, the way we see him and love him…”the old soul…the dreamer…a soul as boundless and free as the wind…we don’t know where he’s been…but he keeps getting up and up…”

    Mike and Amy you are two of a kind…best friends because no one could understand and know someone more completely than you two do of each other, because of the mountains placed in front of you that you’ve climbed and have overcome…you get each other more completely than anyone I know.

    I’m glad you are sharing your stories.

    It will give a voice to people on journies just like you and it will help their loved ones to know…because as loved ones, we want to know so we understand.

    I love you both so very much, Nik

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