The Innisfree Poetry Journal www.innisfreepoetry.org by Hiram Larew DAVID IN THE BIBLE
of a lake
Or a rocket shooting off to somewhereI’m right here right now And simply put Paying attention To what’s against everything I was ever taught— Even the beauty of fevers I’m also finding out that there’s nothing shameful
about twice
I’ve always been twice(So have you) In the big scheme of things Most of what has to get done once won’t Be it hot or cold Unless something else really catches So I would like to dedicate this tooth This rhyme To everything that catches In the hopes that my stories such as they are Will get golder over time. A POET'S FUNERAL The boy who was there Will always be the boy who
was there
He was not there at all but was there
to remember
And was gone as if he had never been there
or about
But was here near the near of tomorrowComing nearer to here or then there He was the boy of tomorrow and
never was there
Or could be about but in all of
tomorrow he was the boy
Who was there and will always be
near as if
Tomorrow was hereSo he was tomorrow not always And he was the boy who
will always be here
Nearer and nearer to there.© Copyright 2006-7 by Cook Communication |