For You, Another
Side stepping side walks
slithering statements away
corked to perfection...
The empty bottle
floats with pride in drunken seas
take a shot at me.
Find the lost one please
Along fields and in the trees
Hurt from having shields.
A haiku for you?
I'll write my favorite ones too
Choose a poem, please
For you, another - and another, for you.
Sending poems like an endless night;
love drunk at the bar, beer for years...
We'll wobble walk all the way back to
memory lane, no yellow brick roads.
This time I'll quit lion, grow the courage
to tell you the truth - no place like home.
Bucket beds do the trick for leaking eyes
don't cry yourself to sleep tonight, I
want you to dream of living the dreamy life.
And behind this weary smile I think
for miles we've come; looking in the rearview.
What an endless desert, prickly yet
dark; not bright like they might try to say.
& we've shed the used and abused skin,
slithering back to our lake of comfort.
We lay. As two spoons in a drawer,
not washed up cause she likes it dirty.
She'd shake the sphere for a Shakespeare
so I'm hung up on this poetry. Racist;
and time just flies by with the raven.
But for you, another - and another for you.
Lips grip words & spit
lakes for sank relationships
not so titanic.
We've never had that problem,
like we skipped our high school math classes.
Remember that, sorry for telling -
our little secret didn't hide behind my collar.
My mom just laughed when I lied,
I said a dog did it, but you were never a bitch.
Excuse my French, you never liked it,
except when we kissed...
& that I miss...
For you, another poem.
Here's another poem for you...