Tree
As pleasing to my ear
How when thou bids me
Should I cast mine eyes to onto thee
When the fruit borne there
As poison to my sinew
Tree
Tag Archives: Poetry
Blessed
She a girl
Who understood a heart
Who served her Master
Who trembled in fear
Who on her knees
Pondered
Treasured
Acquiesced
Became
Blessed
Dear Mister
Dear Mister
My man
As I draft the morrow’s lesson plan
Will you allow me
To stand
At the sink
Wishing not to let them sink
A grapefruit breakfast in my hand
Juice and seeds dripping
Will you be thankful
To stand
At the ready
Wishing not to leave me there
A lone wolf come dinner time
Howls and echoes looming
Dear Mister
My man
As you make your lifelong plan
Say What
My daddy said,
“Girl, you’ll catch more flies with sugar than vinegar.”
I took it as gold.
Here I am pushin’ fifty and it’s only now I see.
Flies? My sugar? Hell no.
removed
Let go
The keys you think you have
The leash you think they have
Let go
Out there
Is freedom-swirled new air
Is glory -you’re its heir
Out there
Apple
Look into the sea
Offer honesty
Tell me how
Glass and fire and endlessness
Is anything more than nothing
Mattered
I speak of you in the past tense
My past
It is where you wanted to be
I spoke to me in the future
My present
It hurt too much, how could it be
I speak to this moment, present
My future
It is this now, not what could be
Extinct
But for the little ones, the crawly things, the butterflies
There are no ideals
No rooms left to house whimsy
And not enough hours remain to show vulnerability
To the tall trees
golden cowboy
Know that you own the tongue that has made a world flat
With each word, placed its heart at once under your boots
Chicken-walk on the doormat, “Do some-thing with your mess.”
Close the door, then deny you’d been outside that Day
“Choose today”
Here come
The square-jawed, honest eyed
Who want nothing more
Than you
There go
The jutted-jawed, staring eyed
Who want nothing more
Than more
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