Missing my chariot, my sleigh, my zip zap zing… my t’aint no thing, be there in a flash, my traffic bypass, my bit of sass
IloveyouhorriblyIloveyousorely IloveyouintentlyIloveyourelentlessly IloveyouweaklyIloveyoumeekly Iloveyoudailyhourlyweekly
without even a call…
was it love at all
Sitting in the sap of spring by the weeping willow, wondering …whiling away and wondering if the flow of time can be tied – have you tried? Binding it by a stretch of willow at the trunk to catch the flow of time and tide By and by, near the Nodeul ferry riverside —— Twig and twine tying time to the tree Trust not its boughs and branches, not me, To stop the page of life’s mystery the blue ever flowing by mindless of the willow’s strength, and my sigh…read more
Eight poets aching for sun
How does one tame a ferral kitten, with lots of love and a thick-ass mitten! Hiss and spit, Hiss and spit… that’s the gist of it.
A lot of people don’t realize what’s happening to us… What’s happening to the middle class, to the working class, to the blue-collar class, to me, to you, to the union man. A lot of people forget because they want only to forget: Hey bag lady You old bag You hag You’re a drag Bag lady Hey bag lady Sitting on the bus Trying to discuss All you do is cuss Stay away from us Bag lady Hey bag lady When you nag Nag Nag For a fag Or a…read more