Poems for diabetics
(2015)
My poems are short Written at night In my head I wake at dawn Shake my memory
If I could paint a man Eyes so dark they shine Brooding and stormy Til the smile breaks through If I could paint a man
Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall
My heart breaks A little each day For problems I can’t solve For things I can’t change All I can do is pray
You must commit To an outfit Where are you going? In sporty yoga pants Athletic top
I would never choose To eat a granola bar Or peanut butter crackers Though I eat them All of the time
I do not enjoy roller coasters I am not chicken But they say You just have to try it! So I do
Your enthusiasm exhausts me This coke is flat The bubbles disperse Leaving a sticky and sweet Aftertaste
Husband and wife Companions for life Mature love that deepens And mellows with time Life’s eroding winds
I am stronger Than you think I am I am weaker Than I look
I find richness In the mixture In what others disdain Young people lost Between two cultures
Que te cuentan un chiste Las palabras se traducen Pero el humor no se puede Por si no lo entiendes Ríete
Life is good A little luxury A cup of coffee Served with toast Consumed lazily
Left on a leash Is no way to live He disappeared I like to imagine He’s running in a field
How do I Catch your interest? Once again I know You are bored with me