Poems

My Homeless Friend

rain pouring down soaking wet
to the bone the core where it’s all
the brunt of the day the meal for
the day based on your honed ability
to dig for all the cans you can get.

as in beer cans soda cans pop bottle
the bane of existence the reason
for waking up that dime for every
bottle left out in the streets makes my
favourite homeless friend a role model

living life as simple as it can get
riding bag laden bike warming gloves
at fast food restaurant dimes add up
to dollars and miles add up to smiles
to the nicest homeless guy I have met.


Marina
A child is born onto this earthIt’s a secret to them and theyscream out for direction a Loving hand the nurtures cradlesLoving them for what its worth.Suddenly emerges butterfly with wingsTaking shape evolving learningTo fly alluding nets unforeseenMagically becoming a goddess And all serenity and happiness bringsMarina goddess of the sea and waterOnce my little pumpkin clear brownEyes sparkle the darkness that unfoldedInto a sparkling sunrise that some howEmerged into a beautiful baby daughter.

Marina and Painting

kids
some how
choose what they
want to do and yesterday
was weird enough in it’s self.
so I ask Marina what she wants to
do tonight and she said. Paint the basement.
and if that wasn’t the oddest answer an odder thing also
happened. She did a wonderful job painting that
basement floor a pretty shiny green with new
bounce and energy in that room and you
know what everytime I enter that
room I will remember..


Green Marina

basement floor shiny
green painted by tiny angel
skipping homework to

be green with her dad
as green paint is permanent
as the memories

Crosswords
The late night crossword puzzle ninety
percent solved lying on the kitchen table with
clues un answered as tomorrow’s paper
has just been delivered with answers to
yesterday’s questions, that usually go unread.

And on rare occasion, when the puzzler,
the solver reads yesterdays answers they quietly
kick them self believing they knew the answer
and stored somewhere for another day rarely
retrieved left unresolved for another late night
crossword puzzle session.

Late Night
The peace and
Absolute quiet and
Serenity of a resting
House with four once raging
Little whirlwinds snuggled away
On their respected beds, with their
Big dreams in their little bodies set of
Subtlety by a clock ticking away, a warm
Breeze blowing through an open window and
A lonely street sweeper- giving a whirl wind semi
Colon respite from this day to a completely all together
Different day as time and notion parade happily without cadence
At the speed of one second per second, predictably and randomly.


why can eight lines
leave me mesmerized....



The Palm Tree

You know what.
You have really caught my attention.....

I had a giant palm tree...
I planted it a while ago
It was beautiful.
It died during an ice storm
last year.....
I missed that big old shade tree.
A little green sprout popped up through
the ground yesterday...

It reminded me of you.


26.2Miles

Lifes egnimatic puzzleswhirl twister like randomly throwing cross roads where ironically the turns were predetermined...Hands you Lemons.....and more lemons and paladrome melonsmelancholy acidicgentle reminders...of painful milesinverted smilespiles of themfiles of themthe final milemuscles ripple jaggedendorphin distortedfaded hope of finishingvanishes as oasis likefinish line appears....there she is brighteyed beautiful as Iwonder how long thelight took to arrive to make her look this way.