To Write Yesterday’s Poem
It’s hard to look back into time,search out the reason and the rhyme,and all the sense that we can make.We want to do another take.And even now with all we know,it’s hard to write yesterday’s poem.
It’s hard to look back into time,search out the reason and the rhyme,and all the sense that we can make.We want to do another take.And even now with all we know,it’s hard to write yesterday’s poem.
You have everything you need today.I want to give you so much more.I want to give you all good things,the ones not in the store.Someone to look up to.A shed of scrap materials.Apologies sometimes.To know all of life is the … Continued
But me, I don’t mind change.Let’s get on with it.Let’s do something different.I wouldn’t mind a bit.If staying here is normal,let’s do something strange.To some that may be scary,but me, I don’t mind change.
If you can read it, she will eat it.She has a taste for booksand envelopes and papers.They’re everywhere she looks!They motivate her crawling.They spur her to great heights.(She also has an interestin her mom’s reading light.)She probably wonders whywe seem to … Continued
I won’t write a poem today. I don’t care what you may say. You may beg, but there’s no way– I just don’t have time. I have other things to do. I’d rather clean out chicken poo. All these things … Continued
It’s been one of those days.It’s been one of those weekswhen getting pushed downhas reached a peak.We keep walking, talkingabout where we ought to beso that we keep moving, doingwhat it takes to be free. This could be a song.Just … Continued
There is a country blockwith a city on one cornerand my friends live on one mileand my family on another.Each day we do our best work,working side by side.We have each other overfor a meal most every night.And on weekends we … Continued
Sunshine on a cold daycan’t take all the cold away.Socks are warm when freshly dried.I pull them on and look outside.Crystals swirl like dryer lintand the sunshine makes them glint.