(2014)
I cannot apologize For writing what I feel inside If it is hard to read It is harder to live I will understand
Does the world need Another book? Another poem? I add one more to the pile To be left alone
Uh-Oh! Cranky mood Throws a fit Over cereal Cheerios
Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses
If I could draw a tree In all it’s complexity Would you be impressed? If I could draw a human face It would be but a trace
How can I write how I feel When what I feel is nothing? How can I tell you what I need, What is wrong? When what is wrong
I will be Forever in debt To my mother Any gift Would come up short
May sun is warm An old friend You have missed June sun Still smiles
Restless As I lay in bed Trying to fall asleep These are my clues I might be low
Stubbed toe Red light Ugly words Ugly mouth To shock
The human heart ...leaps and jumps ...races and sings ...sighs and groans The treacherous heart can
It’s not that I’m sad Though I am It’s not that I’m discouraged Though I am It soaks deeper
Algunos me gusta compartir Calientitos Justo cuando salgan del horno Que no se enfríe Por eso lo escribí
Well-intentioned stranger Eyeing me limp through HEB Why would you ask If I stepped on a nail? How do you know
An idea In my head Falls flat On paper Read it