Conversations with Poets
inspired by "a dream"
**Must View From PC I was cast And molded From the very beginning My purpose etched upon my shoulder…
you always know the type of walk that will make me take notice you always know
Hello again Can you hear me Scratching down the door To your Reality Say Hello
you who have birthed a million poems... whose eyes have seen whose hands have touched whose lips have tasted
the lemon drops whilst the sugared kiss
do you feel that more importantly do you
Oh Dahlia… born of love The sorrowful maiden’s first flowe… Her sweetest treasure from the gar… How she loved watching you grow Your roots deep… your resolve stro…
Your smile in the morning Bright shining and ageless Full of feeling Wordlessly singing angelic song Pouring life into the day
Hey mister Where are you going While she’s showing Her wares on the corner Hey lady
sometimes i watch and wonder about how perfectly flawed WE are born
i saw an advertisement for a movie i did not watch where it was possible to fall up everyone wants to fall
In a smoke-filled empty room barel… Reclined and unexpectedly keen Our song saturating the senses wit… I lay here pondering the blank pag… Taut and anxious for my touch
*when asked to describe my eyes ...i suppose... from what they observe they are expressive empathic
GOD did surely touch those lips that uttered the sweetest kiss ever known to man that which even in the darkest hour delivered on the promise of loves eternal embrace the flower of long...
to fish quietly taught by his absence to be