Saturday, March 30, 2013

democracy













it was only the dog
and me
and her
or I mean it was her
and us
a democracy

like two countries
we were Risk
and high as high can be
it was nearly Almighty

in between Ham
and mustard
and cheese
is the sandwich

it was only the dog
and me and her
looking up at Stars
searching like me

Odd what we would see
to want to feel
is really
democracy

Thursday, March 21, 2013

Beatrice




Beatrice ...

i think i'll just sit
and consume
lobster
dipped
melted in butter
alone on a beach


I don't think this switch
is on or off
without knowing first
if this lamp is on or off
to begin

some rock and sand
sea grass hiding me
concealed from reality
a four letter leaf
alone on a bench

Beatrice ...

I think i'll just sit
and consume
more

in my mind

alone
on a beach
walking
she stands
by the perfect sand
palms and body to the sky

everything is perfect
in heaven

until you see her
and
you know you are not
perfect

nor is heaven
without her




Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Liberty















we are all the same
thing
particle of a cube
that makes a sphere
we are all the same
thing
unequal
but equally capable
of a cube
making a sphere
we are all Equal
without You

Sunday, March 3, 2013

Ignorant Winter















i am too many years old
with pounds of male ponder
still
i would go ‘round your world’

but I am married
and she the Queen
would rather stay here

down at this nearby Pub
a girl and boy come near
they talk to her
as I return
and get ever closer
to being introduced

Oh Favor!
It’s Exclamation
always has effect

she stood confident
on a table the size of a dime
and undid every single
beautiful
thing
thought imagined
before a table of pathetic gray
piling on their endless pay

thinking of all that could be
from the girl sitting,
waiting gracefully
at the bar

all those years i too was too old
was also when I was too young

so far back as Scare Crows
and Tin Men
go
so far back
as I can go
But then too
was i as far back
as We can go?

to Zero ...
 
Where
i liked the way it sounded
even when I did not say it

i liked the way it felt
even when I did not feel it

i wanted what I felt
touching what I wanted

caressed it softly
like it was what it was
even when it
did not feel what I felt


 

 

 

Thursday, February 21, 2013

Power of Love - Forever











she will never
             understand him
he will never
              understand her
though each will try
              for a lifetime
they will only
               understand them


Monday, February 4, 2013

Art of Love - Unfortunate











to taste once more
would be enlivened
frustration
her scent of spread
could not be kept
no lock nor prison
can hide
every unknown
Her sidewalk Monday
gathers me

i walk fast
sometimes to die

to think of Her
would be an end


Friday, February 1, 2013

Clock Face














i roll over
facing my Clock face
hating this day
every tick as much
as i do
this way

This clock just clicks
or does it enjoy
devouring
second after second

all time

leaving me

erasing my day
for a few hours
before i forget

and turning this clock back
once more
to do it all
again ...