Sunday, February 17, 2008

Here's a Treat.

The doggie gets a piece of meat: One.
All I could give him just then.
Puppy loved it, like me; like Lord!
How could I?

Leave him in the lurch?
Hungry, wanting, the taste in his mouth:
Knowing just what it is like,
This morning.

Rose up
The sun,
Here, today:

Shined my eyes into tears.
Clouded, the vision:
The reason
I came here -

To say,
"Hello."

And transfer
The hour.

Right now.

Thursday, February 7, 2008

So. Anyway. Well.

Have we met?
Have I made Your aquaintance, yet?

Sugar.
Your pearly whites.

A doe, a dove;
So far above.


I reach out.
Shout. Yell, Scream.

At the scene I see
Before.

OK.
Me.