Populate the aisle

Populate the aisle

Anxious for a feast

you, carving my attention

Like a daily pot roast

  on one morning, I saw the world

 before you made me your breakfast

of the secret of how  we  could be

but your  milk and sugar overcame me

and blinded my sight in a shroud


2014

If only to see

I, like salvini, am about succumb 

cufflinks inline with elbows

are the poet's witness

death's angel, a time of grace

To recount

 his steps

 his loves

 before the exit



2014

Salty Tears

my joys 

are now

a Life of metallic shrivel

of slowly Squeezed  toothpaste 

 

Love  as a verb for clowns

Oh how were things done from the start

In a world  that shoots dreams down

Is it true that I was conceived  with  the heart


2014

Hope for a girl

A permanence of movement

circles trying to fit  squares  

habits of disbelief

 next door

 to a fairytale

that stubbornly

refuses to leave

chase away  hope

before it stabs my  heart
before the morning pancakes

when you exit  with  the sun

I was ambushed by beauty at dusk

along with conspiring moonbeams

 in the furrows my frown

as  your trellis skirt 

floats over the mud

I find the poetry  I  lost

in the patterns of your blouse

a circle  of blue squares


2014

A whisperer of joy

Saying hi to

the whisperer of  tunes

in between my dreams

I long struggled to remember

before the portal opened 

when I heard  you

kick

2014

Birdsong

For what have I come

3 score and ten

I never wanted for pronouns

To describe my existence

But on this day after words

The Departed  float on the upright corner of the room

Smilingly softly

At  my  dreaming  nights

My questioning  days

And the strange pressure in my chest

That  hides the answer  

2013

And finally

Once there was  a  melody

I Played to death

When the body’s  energy traffic

finally found, the heart

And lyrically I swam in warm water

Floating with my arms open

And with a smile

 I knew

2013