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
still
i would go ‘round your world’
but I am married
and she the Queenwould rather stay here
down at this nearby Pub
a girl and boy come nearthey talk to her
as I return
and get ever closer
to being introduced
Oh Favor!
It’s Exclamationalways has effect
she stood confident
on a table the size of a dimeand 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 Mengo
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 soundedeven 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 waseven 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 ...
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