Monday, January 20, 2020

                                                     Beryl                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   21 you were, infectious smile nubian beauty in all your glory. Admire her? worship her? Take your pick. The picture did not look like you except I could tell by your hands.A  little blurry but your flower was showing and I never felt so  humble or unworthy or chosen dare I say

2020

Friday, January 17, 2020

Covered Bridge

                                                  Covered Bridge


Searching for the covered bridge and the leaves orange, yellow, red
in radiant brilliance soon to be dead
I found a small cafe in the sleepy corner of town while getting
off the merry go round
I grilled the lady at the counter like some old gumshoe sifting
false from true
I eschewed the coffee for a sandwich on rye thinking where I'd
been, where I was going and just how I'd get by
I stayed after closing like some drunk at 3 in the morning but
it was only 2 in the afternoon
I took a cell phone call  and decided that was all as I changed my mind                                              and took that Kenyan coffee out the door
driving through the multicolored countryside and wanting nothing
more

2015

Suzanne

                                                 
                                                    Suzanne


                            I had a dream about you last night
                            Naked from the back
                            It's been thirty years
                            Two houses down there would be
                            trouble in three years
                            Friends with benefits I guess they
                            would say today
                            Ah I could not love you and
                            I knew it
                           The next guy got you pregnant
                           As I slithered away in the autumn
                           leaves


                         2017