Hamster

I don’t feel well 
Oddly enough it’s not
from a broken heart
Oh I know surprise
I guess we all
at one time or
another just get tired
of spinning around the
same treadmill expecting different
results when in fact
what we should do
is step off and
quietly be the little
happy hamster tucked way
back in the corner

ItTakesWork

We are just gardeners 
Planting and pruning this
relationship and that adjusting
light and warmth promoting
and prompting and protecting
It’s an arduous task
especially difficult for those
without thumbs much less
green the love is
not in the finding
or even the planting
the love is in
the maintaining of such
things as plants and
just about damn near
anything you take home

Hat (for Jadon)

I love hats
I have many
I often carry
several with me
throughout my day
I have my
writer hat and
my lover hat
my goofball hat
which is a
beanie with propeller
I have my
dunce hat complete
with pink chagrin
Oh then there’s
my cigar smoking
Daddy hat allowing
me to smolder
But my favorite
hat of all
is no hat
But no one
ever sees me
then for I
am delightedly invisible

EverAgainEver

I do remember 
Of course I
remember I remember
fondly but not
longingly time has
severed that connection
like a prisoner
pulling his chain
free from post
sending him somewhere
anywhere else but
there where misery
pain and suffering
occurred once love
had souringly curdled
I have rinsed
my mouth of
you and wiped
my lips clean
but yes I
do remember of
course I remember
I never lost
the taste of
you but I
doubt that I
will enjoy you
ever again ever

Toy

When young we dreamed 
we dreamed of things
and places and people
we wished to have
and go and be
We played with toys
that somehow filled time
and fit with fun
And then we grew
out of our toys
and into our lives
replacing things and places
and people with well
things and places and
people feeling comfortable there
But as those same
began to lose stuffing
and adventure and desire
we searched for our
own youth in toys
New things and places
and people that distract
divide and ultimately destroy
Toys are best left
in hands of children
for a child’s mind
is one of innocence
and glee and giddiness
whereas the adult mind
is full of corruption
and chaos and compromise
Not a very promising
place for a toy