Peter Scheponik

Even Though

Even though, when I look in the mirror,
see my father looking back at me,
I still feel full- moon rising.
Even though I can count the age spots
that look like coffee stains on the fabric
of my face, I sense the surf still rushing in.
Even though my joints get stiff if I sit too long,
and I cannot bend like I once could,
I love the sun’s hot hands upon my face,
my arms, my chest, my legs,
taking all of me as if I still mattered.
Even though I am well beyond Indian summer,
and the leaves are falling more quickly from
the trees, and whole bunches of me lie
in heaping piles of colorful memories –
before the cold grey sky, the sleet and snow
wind arrive –
I love, truly love these golden moments in time,
burning their brightest the way candles do,
just before their flames die.

P.C. Scheponik is a lifelong poet who lives by the sea with his wife, Shirley, and their shizon, Bella. His writing celebrates nature, the human condition, and the metaphysical mysteries of life. He has published four collections of poems: Psalms to Padre Pio (National Centre for Padre Pio, INC), A Storm by Any Other Name and Songs the Sea has Sung in Me (PS Books, a division of Philadelphia Stories), and And the Sun Still Dared to Shine (Mazo Publishers). His work has also appeared in numerous literary journals. He was a finalist in Adelaide Anthology Contest 2017, 2018, and 2019. He is a 2019 Pushcart Prize nominee.