Cut Out
Everything else is separate, I hear
Separate from what I can do
My skills, my knowledge
of profession at hand
That’s separate from
All that I am
All that I am is
A package deal, I say
All that I am not separate
For where would the line be drawn
To cut me from
All that I am?
11.10.01
Frigid air
Fred Astaire
What when the
two shall meet?
Awaken care
Dancing flare
Light on their
own two feet
Truthfilled stare
Grace the pair
Cool in swirls
steam of heat
Destined fare
Touch to dare
Clean edges
smoothly greet.
11.09.01
Rock
foundation
Rumble
fissures
Rid
frustration
Replace
fixtures
Risk
flirtation
Rock
Resistance
Free.
11.08.01
Geranium Rose
Step to the Earth
Stance wide stretch flutter
Earth petals resonate hum
Warmth of life canyon
Open
Rose
11.07.01
Halfway
Not even that
Tired today
Matter of fact
Half nay
Empty pact
Rest say
Imagine that.
11.06.01
Fine Time
Time and trying
Ache of crying
Anger stomps
Away
Fine
Fine
Fine
No matter
All is fine
Time and trying
Ache of crying
No sense
All divine
11.05.01
Quick poem
Write yourself fast
No time to waste, I’m tired.
Said verse will do
Just a line or two
Now closure
This work has
Ended.
11.04.01
Not one
Not a single one
Found a heart today
To speak
Aloud and clear enough
For stops to break away.
11.03.01
Cindy Lu, what happened to you?
You’re all grown up and then some.
In tiny steps one
After the next,
You’ve covered quite the distance.
Once a tot,
A teen, then not,
You’ve really grown quite handsome.
So, what for you? Now something new?
You’ll act your age for instance?
11.02.01
¡Viola!
Whimsical fancy takes little time
Just toss-away idea revamped,
Still mine
Pick up a piece, too little thought
Put on the next, twist a knot
Try, retry, till it works, or not
No serious matter, no sense delay
Two minutes, four it’s done
¡Viola!
Tomorrow one more.
11.01.01