Tag Archives: Talk
Despot

Exchange
We each do need to save ourselves
To move through
To move on, if we’re lucky
This picture
This paint, these colors, peeling
Won’t always be adhered to this wall
This wall won’t always be
Talk to me and I’ll talk to you
Scream if you need to
I sometimes do
Alone, on our own, for now
But someday we’ll talk with eachother
It’s what the sage says
Wrong Address
Love is coming today
To this address
To take love away
Stopped back then and stayed
Entirely by mistake
Too polite to have told you so
Now it would be wrong
Continuing the charade
Unfair to you both
Love is coming tonight
Too soon
To say good day
Talk
That native language
A foreign-love affair
A promise to live
Always and ever
For the first time
After all those years
Best friends building a home on a hill
Perfect ingredients grown in a garden
Kitchens and dance floors, garages and road maps
Weary-strong hands holding fast in the night
You talked that talk
All Talk
She’s talking rhythmically
Of the good in goodbye
Gets me to thinking
Of the waiting and why
Everyone around him lives
While he waits to die
Sipping all-alone punch
In a house built on lies
I Miss You
Good traveler
Good traveler
Companion
Brother
Friend
Only you could reason with the voice inside my head
When your crazed dog turned on me
I opened wide the door
As lesser lovers ran from you
I prayed and asked for more
And I miss you
Is that alright?
I miss the man I made
I want you back
Your reckless words
Our talks sustained my Days
Shut Down: A Haiku
Now spread your wings, child
Hearken back to analog
Talk on what’s real
Talk Back: A Haiku
I abandoned here
This Once Place, lowly and all
Where No One left me
Wasn’t The Woman
