It’s when
I touch
my lips
to cup
over rim
I spy
you doing
the same
delicate thing
to yours
to me
eyes lock
soon kisses
will too
lingering with
the tea
on tongue
Category: Poetry
Immortal
Immorality does not
live in the
minds of men
but instead it
prospers burning brightly
in the hearts
of others remaining
as precious memory
LaterNow
Day started
early earlier
without you
and now
now still
late later
without you
not knowing
knowing what
if anything
to do
with this
later now
Ignorant
If there’s one thing
that I have learned
in this long life
it is that you
can’t argue with ignorant
oh you can try
just like you can
try stopping a
spinning fan with fingers
but a spinning fan
will just continue spinning
just as ignorant will
just continue to rant
and isn’t that the
root of ignorant rant
leave them be in
the town square and
howling at the moon
for the moon doesn’t
have itself any ears
Nothing
The noise
the noise
wanting brings
now silenced
and I
in the
quiet that
snow brings
to the
deep forest
finally finally
hears nothing
but nothing
