My Plea, Sure.

November 4, 2014

I loved  under my breath

Just above the collar-

Back of her moon-colored sundress.

Hold on  to my breath

Hold, and I holy hope

Right forthright for our portal opening

& if we’d once/ Go take this chance

This  achy  slow  dance,

This must leave heaven

Just one heave away

R E G O G N I Z E

March 10, 2014

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Only fools wouldn’t, or would,  notice

This young god walking in stalks of sway grass,

Grass the color of irish sea spray.

Seems she recognized me too.

I bet it was this one side of her peculiar, porcelain face,

Silhouetting  a small half-smile

That would & could encourage me

To love her

Even more.

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Waiting Room Dream

May 4, 2011

All are going on/

on how long it is/

waiting in a sweat/

brain sluggishing/

without a book/

he shuts his eyes and shook/

on  to an italian/

beach where the sky crushes bodies;

a spatula.  He’ll head up alleyways/

head close back to their flat where/

in bedclothes that look like dancer’s tights/

she’ll all  be at a balcony’s/

swaying  gauze  curtains/

 surveying   all our nights.