original poetry

The Cows

Years of going to the farm Years of taking the walk with your mother, guests and guards From the warm house to the horses you mostly go down For an hour with your mother, guests, and guards   Fenced by black wood and electric wire The narrow path has hills on both sides An indigo […]

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Love Doubts

  The city and its health restaurants reach beyond my balcony on a Wednesday night.   Dinner was quick but the dining was slow. My two gay friends compared notes.   I tried to focus the talk on my ring. Purposely not a diamond, half-size edge of a ring. My display case for solidarity.   The […]

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Baby

  You are A long time Coming   Now All time is Your time   My time is Yours since Before   But your Time is Not mine   It is yours I get to Watch it   Feel how You are not In me   But you were There you Grew   Into a […]

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New Computer

Because this is the first poem I write on my new computer, I want it to be clean. It will go into a file where a new book of poems will gather over time. Poems that belong to another book will have another file. There will also be a file for poems that are nothing […]

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Babies on Planes

  When I am on a plane, and I hear a baby begin to cry, I think: cry, cry, cry.   Cry slower and louder. Cry longer.   Cry while your mother walks you around so that the entire plane can hear you cry.   Stop crying; whimper softly. Make us think you are done, […]

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