Saturday, January 08, 2005

I
Having just dried tears of
Avenues awry, the dawn
Breaks in fits and starts mostly gray,
The young girl’s smile and verve
Her little flag and ha ha ha
Settles softly in my soul.

II
The world is turning
So much so fast to do and yet…
I am wearing monkey socks
Soft and fuzzy.

Friday, January 07, 2005

sorry mina, here you are darling:

I
Flushed from too much food
Too much laughter, smiling until
Her body aches and sleep prevails,
She stops to think.

“Sneaky bastard,
Way it snuck up.
Never saw it.
Wasn’t looking
there.”

II
In all my life in all my dreams
I just want to live to write and love,
Love to live and dream,
Write the soul that sings
Smiles in soft soliloquy,
The lyrical language of she
That burns in passions keep.

III
Robert, I live for me, for you and sister lost in heart.
I live for we three, our youth where we were young once
And found no succor from mother and father distant.
I live this life in joy and sweat, faith and hope, with funk.