To The Muse

To the muse who has broken the walls
Of the feckless and faceless love
That I have been showered with
Since the day I stepped into the ocean
Of admiration and screams and fainting spells
To the muse I offer this gift.

Confession of love from a man
Who could not touch your face or
Hold your hand in public; nor whisper
'I love you' as I should have done before.
My hours are filled, but not of you,
But in my heart I always have you.

When I step down from the plank and see
So many faces, running right and left,
Trying to commit to square history my face
They scream my name and I smile;
And then my heart breaks one more time
For I cannot be with you right now.

I Like You Better Now

We were young and foolish when we met.
Playing with lipstick and bats were our games.
Your face all red and round, dirty--always dirty.
Mine was no better, but don't you dare say so.


Time parted our ways, as distance killed our games.
Books and writings became my life.
You have become a stranger somewhere.
Silence, always silence, was between us.


I saw you again in papers, and posters;
Over glass windows, and glossy covers.
Went to buy some music and saw your face
All over the place; who are you now?

Cut Me Flowers

Cut me flowers from the field where we went last June.
Pick for me the best blooms, the bright and the well-stemmed.
Take out the weeds that tried to kills these beauties;
Remove the small crawlies who tried to make their home there.
Wrap a string around the stems; softly so they won't crumble.


I will wait for you in that place where we first met.
Praying that life would be better than it had been.
Wishing for strength, protection, provision, and love;
I will wait for you there, no matter the weather.
Come to me like a dream, or a prince, or a knight of old.

Obsession: Beautiful Dream

I saw you once
Twice; then again.
And again.
And yet we've never met.
I saw you, liked you,
Fell for you.
It was all one-sided.


You are an impossible
Dream; So far, so far
So hard to reach.
I look at you, and dream.
Will we ever meet?
Fall for me?
Break this cycle of need?