mama tell me a story

76 years of stories
hold arranged words
long and short ones
good and bad ones
some stories will
never be told
others will prevail
some will
move into my future
like a glove slides
over my hand
that still fingers
my first word
still holding it
for the last one
mama tell me a story

free and clear

life is great
love makes it better
stop existing
all about me
got any friends
got any enemies
a dog a cat
take my world
for a walk
make myself interesting
think outside me
love my neighbor
free and clear

between the lines

we write
leaving the best behind
our mind levels
hold on to thoughts
our good intentions
leaving the best behind
we have forgotten
there is more to it
than just letting go
of a few words
for the page
time covers eyes
we realize
it is all said
on the blank page
between the lines

bored dogs

bark all the time
pull on the leash
chew good stuff
vomit on the rug
ignore you
don't obey
sleep on your bed
nip-----the vet
chase helpless creatures
destroy when left
carry food from their dish
to the living room carpet
act like a fool
near females
develop mines
of their own
demand

dogs are the loneliest people I know

there is this yellow lab
at the corner on my walk
he is there everyday barking
there is a big shaggy white dog
behind the fence with the lab
I toss them biscuit pieces
the lab barks all the time
his eyes are empty
he has lost the reason why
but he still barks
the white dog waits and watches
he barks because the lab barks
it use to be fun but now
it's the only thing they do
behind the fence

death is greedy

death came in the night
taking all it could
our light is enough
to get us through
the darkness
death is greedy
helpless only because
it can't take
the part of you
that belongs to them
framed forever
in the silnece

in the sand

footprints mingle
held together
in the sand
finding each other
searching veils
why do you follow
hiding in the sand