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The Old Man and The Oak
There was an old man who lived in a wood
He wore his old boots and a cloak with no hood
His favorite thing was to rest by a tree
"We have lots in common," he said,"you and...
Leaving Houston…
"What a strange place for a hearse," I think,
Sitting there on the tarmac with its back door open.
A shiny, gray casket is slid onto a wheeled bier
The handlers slow and deliberate in their movements.
It dawns on me that someone is making a last trip home
As they slowly move under the belly of the aircraft.
A final thud and the last compartment...
Captain of My Ship
I am Captain of my ship,
the majestic ‘Destiny’.
Nautically she’s well equipped
and crewed for any sea.
She is well – turned by a rudder
designed by predilection.
A keel as strong as mighty oaks,
it was my own infliction.
Her mast against all winds won’t shudder.
(Truth, ’tis a contradiction!)
With sails as her canvas cloak,
the ‘Destiny’ traverses.
And, although I safe harbor seek,
at...
Crimson Illusion
My lover picked me roses
From her garden last Sunday morn,
Red blossoms in seductive poses
Nestled coyly amongst the thorns.
She vased them in a crimson arrangement
Displayed by the window in the sun.
Then I watched in naive estrangement
As my illusions came undone.
As those roses, I’d sung of love, heart crazed.
But I sang alone, remember?
What had been a raging...
Hope is Wearing Mittens Signing its Message to the Blind
Her squirms of protest accompany
the morning alarm. Stumbling to the
community wash she takes on
Thumbs and Butternut, tenants
that send dogs scurrying into the
street, hitting themselves with
newspapers to discourage...
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