It’s quite a process To create a person
I like to watch... an ant traverse a grass forest a flower unfurl in moonlight a muskrat reap trifolium a leaf quiver in mid-day breeze
Walked a labyrinth And wrote a poem Then suddenly It all exploded
Most poems perused Would probably be better Made into haikus
I wish that you could see myself The way that I see me Then maybe I might be the one That you would call lovely
My brain doesn’t work like it norm… It doesn’t think of the funny rema… Or witty sayings It doesn’t jump from scene to scen… Most of the time it’s too busy
I missed out on Our baby’s clues I didn’t feel Her in your womb But now she’s here
I knew I loved you When I looked in your eyes Recollection of places Not seen in a while Bright, sunny, and free
I choose to be The Most Unclean So you can see The God in thee
Remembering that fateful day I wish I hadn’t run away I saw the fire in your eyes And it froze me as if a spire I thought I’d have a cooler head
My heart tells me That you’re no good I’m pretty sure That’s why I should I’ve never been
You’re the bestest bud Anyone could love And your soul shines through All the doom and gloom Fortunate to have
You’re nineteen You can choose who to be Nineteen Maybe fancy and free Nineteen
I’m a take no prisoners kind of ma… A knockdown, drag out, hang if you… Calculating, ruthless, no fear Nothing to lose, nothing held dear Use you up, throw you to the curb
We ate from The Tree Of Knowledge of Good and Evil No higher steeple