(2014)
Who am I? I am me When did I Become me? As I recall
Down to earth I am but of dust Dust particles I see floating in the air Carbon molecules
Tomorrow Has not yet come It’s promises yet to be broken Tomorrow Is bigger
Hillary’s beautiful Rose Bumpy’s favorite princess My mini-me, my little lion Cute button nose Framed by red hair
I can feel it coming Decisions I can’t make Brain starts to freeze Fingers won’t work Sick of this disease
A conversation With a true friend Leaves your life richer Maybe with a laugh A smile on your face
If I was in a beauty pageant My talent would be 'Lefty who writes upside-down’ Beside the contestant Who burps her ABC’s
Turkey and dressing Loud and overwhelming Opinions and food fly Green bean casserole Too much laughter
My poems are short Written at night In my head I wake at dawn Shake my memory
Most women are cooks But a man who cooks Is a chef She cooks over and over To feed the masses
Itchy It has to come off Nerves Makes me pick His look
Beside you I am At peace Our love A connection
Your enthusiasm exhausts me This coke is flat The bubbles disperse Leaving a sticky and sweet Aftertaste
A joke Lost in Translation You will Never
My body is perfect —ly spotted The white spots I tell myself Are my Bambi spots
