Tag Archives: Growth

PICTURE TAKING

PICTURE TAKING

The simple people of the earth
do not like to have their pictures taken
They say it captures them
and takes away their souls

If you’ve been with those you love
who still can see you only as you were
And for their own good reasons
need to keep you there
While your every urge of
every breath says grow

Then you’ll know
what the simple people know

REQUIEM

REQUIEM

“There is nothing sad about an empty shell.”
Antoine de Saint-Exupery The Little Prince

My
poetry
is the shell
I leave you now.
It’s spiralled substance
all I’ve known of life and love.
See how it winds, and ever opens
stained with all the colors of my growth
and every gift and every touch of all of you and more

Hold it to your ear

you may hear the ocean

GOOD OLD BOYS

GOOD OLD BOYS

For years you’ve been cleaning up your act
But now the good old boys are coming back

And the guy they’re coming back to see
Is the good old boy that you used to be

You broke some broncs and drank some
beers
And played tough football in those
years

Cruised to front and back seat double
features
And took big guns to kill small timid
creatures

Since then you’ve passed through many a
door
But can’t say to them. I’m not that person
anymore

Of course they may have changed too

But how oh how could they tell … You