Tiger

Paths that lead to nowhere and everywhere.
A tiger runs down with quiet feet,
my son walks slowly, ponderously.

Be with me, for a moment, part of my world.

Dead stalks slowly become green again,
Dry heat, wet droplets, daffodil perfume,
invite me to travel down the path, no guide.

I fall up through the blue clouds.
I am alone and joined,
to the flowers, the dirt, the air,
yet still and alone my heart breaks free.

Only I wander through these paths,
watching my son, the tiger, my life.

Ocean

Your problem is vast
and where is your head?
on the tiny grain cast
by your feet, in your bed
after you took your shoes off,
but not your socks
that tracked sand on the way
from the beach and the rocks.

Silly Angry Poem 2

I swear the times
I wander through
the wake of mind
left behind you
the more I find
how little you knew.

Silly Angry Poem 1

You're the best.
I do regret
knowing you more,
you pretentious bore.

You just have to love it. Nothing for months and then a ton in one night. I'm finally caught up. Please don't shun me on facebook. Ann:)

Es 5 por la mañana,
el mundo es callado y solo,
las subidas de sol encima del alféizar,
como respiro el primer aliento de la mañana,
permita que mí agarrar el espíritu del alba y la esperanza de la tierra en mis palabras.

It is 5 in the morning,
the world is quiet and alone,
the sun rises above the windowsill,
as I breathe the first breath of the morning,
let me catch the spirit of the dawn and the hope of the earth in my words.

Erotica

I am the only woman for you
deep at the very core of you
your heart pumps the essence
of me through your body, into
your fingertips, through
my skin and back to me.

You're the only man for me.
I cannot separate you from me.
The essence of you bleeds from
me, curling and yearning
for a taste. Craving,
throbbing, through

my throat to my tongue
into your mouth, to your heart.

My dear friend
You wander through life
In a maze.

Quiet and alone
Sad to the end I watch
The sun rise and set.

And then it was over....
It had never begun....
Somehow there was pain
In that moment before,
Work that fed into something
Larger and difficult.

I had the result,
A baby? A paper? A dog? Death?
All that paperwork
And then it was over.
What did it bring?

Changing

Waiting, leaping into adulthood,
wishing youth is forever,
not knowing easy and fast isn't good,
independence, vibrancy life.

Birthing, beginning, babies and families,
smelling fear,
it all starts out easy,
all at once your life starts there.

Borrowing, begging for success,
deaf world ignores your plans,
finances are such a mess,
making ends meet.

Fighting, screaming with yourself,
learn to love your chosen heart,
sometimes desire with someone else,
comes between the ones you raised.

Crying, working, to understand,
Worth it?
The answer isn't dying,
It's existence.