Thursday, July 26, 2007

you

vichyssoise
olla podrida
hodge-podge
pottage
substance
scrap
soup? no
all the things you are

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

none

my heart breaks
i have failed to convey
softly and fluid to relay
the ways of ancient tale telling
my mentor notices me not
i am still to clumsy
perhaps worse
as my tears
hinder my
path

doubts

mentor mine must i always in your presence face the earth
so failing in my feeble efforts to have you stay
i cannot learn it is true as strength i have not without you

Thursday, July 12, 2007

blue line

fore warned be
watch your door
not for a buick big
nor a shining bright star
but something more intriguing by far
would be certainly not me