Tag Archives: Friendship

EYES OF FRIENDS

EYES OF FRIENDS

While out pursuing life’s dim ends
we often meet the eyes of friends

It’s great to feel that magnet’s pull
the hearts becoming warm and full

There may be time to stop and stare
and many years of love and care

Or maybe silent and by chance
just a brief brief moments glance

It doesn’t really matter much
the contact’s made we feel the touch

Though if we ask of hows and whys
and what’s the magic of those eyes

They do what mirrors can’t quite do
they let you see right through to you

THOUGHTS ON A DEBBIE MOMENT

THOUGHTS
ON
A DEBBIE MOMENT

Debbie, a great friend of mine, died too young
and in too much pain in Houston about five
years ago now

This moment just sneaked up on me
earlier this year

Can’t help wondering how many people
are having Debbie moments now in New
York and around the world from what
happened just six weeks ago

How many people in the world in the last
five years having Debbie moments from
a hole blown in their sky

COFFEE HOUSE HOUSTON

COFFEE HOUSE HOUSTON

Sitting outside around the round table
Dallas and Buda and the boys
coffee cigarettes and stories

Inside of each, tables within tables
other Budas, other Dallas
votes being taken and taken again

A clear enough majority
though far from unanimous
Texas sunshine helped the swing

Fine then, another cigarette
another coffee – one more story
nobody’s in a hurry ‘round here

ROBIN

ROBIN

Robin is a pelican
she flies with perfect grace
swims with perfect grace
moves with perfect grace

Pelicans swim with Robin as a sister
pelicans are very old and wise
they know a pelican
can be a beautiful woman

Humans are not so wise
but there is a way to know
if a beautiful woman is a pelican

Robin is a pelican
when she opens to feed you
you can taste her heart

MARHESHA’S DREAM

MARHESHA’S DREAM

She opens a door
into a huge domed stadium filled with men
women and children, in costumes of all the ages

She knows that they are all there for her
to set up any drama at any time
to learn any lesson she needs to learn

She closes the door
and walks down the corridor

Another door to a storage closet
Inside big barrels labeled
“PLOT THICKENER”

FOR DEBBIE AND DAD

FOR DEBBIE AND DAD
– by Carolyn Meili

As America reeled
in its new found vulnerability
Its myths exploding over and over
on wide-screen TV

You found a friend
perhaps the only one I have ever seen
who demanded your best
but not your sympathy

Now, in her absence
we discover our own vulnerability

and the strength in it

I watched the moon tonight
and she is full
Beaming among us

(written by my daughter Carolyn Meili, who met Debbie a week before Debbie’s death. Said she had never made and lost a friend so fast)

JUDY

JUDY

Judy was a beauty
tall and blonde and shy
early this month she decided to die

The soft wise eyes, the curling lashes
all now ashes

We have been friends for twenty years
hugs and coffee when in town, cards when far away

And always the latest poetry

She said it was important, and it touched her
in places nothing and no one else could reach

Three years ago
I put my neck in a green eyed noose

I sent no cards, I did not call

I do not know if I could have saved her
though touch and poetry have been known to

I only know I hate what I did and didn’t do
I only know that she drowned out there alone
I only know it was a long time since I had thrown her a line

HILLMAN

HILLMAN

A shadow on the wall in Hiroshima
ashes on a lake in Austin

Donna looks over the side of the boat
and cries as they drift
because she cannot see his face in the ashes

She might also have looked
for 81 years from China Sea to here
for the feet of the best dancer she ever knew
the graceful movements of Tai Chi
the hands of massage
and the mind and heart of a poet

The ashes drift to the banks and bottom of Lake
Austin

All that remains are the shadows on our minds and
hearts

And the walls of Hiroshima

THE TWINKLE

THE TWINKLE
(Eulogy at Father’s funeral)

There is a thing about light
no matter where it starts it never stops
even if it takes a million years
to get from the twinkling stars to here

There was a twinkle in the eyes of this man
A twinkle of innocent mischief and inner joy
greeting every man and woman
every girl and boy

When you saw it you knew that he liked you
and never doubted that you’d like him too

AND HE WAS RIGHT

Because there is a thing about light

A million years from now
and no one knows how far
they will see it on some star

DAD AND ROY

DAD AND ROY

Dad and Roy were the best of friends
they drank and fought and played
and laughed like nobody laughed
for fifty years and more

Dad had a room in the nursing home
way down at the end of the hall
when Roy was admitted as well
a nurse wheeled him down that hall

They sat footrest to footrest a minute
then Roy said “So it’s come to this”
and they both had a hell of a laugh

Dad died in late December
Roy lasted three months more
They are buried twenty feet apart
in the prairie town where they played

I can see them there now
sitting on their shiny new stones
having a smoke and a chew
and a good pull on a forty of rye

Roy says “So it’s come to this”
and they both have a hell of a laugh