I still believe
somewhere
very deep on the inside
of you
lives the someone
I once knew

I think I have fallen in love
with a thousand men
because I could
I think I have fallen in love
with this man
because I could not

One
single
word
could
change
the
world
write
it!

You are perfect for me
just promise
you will never
ever
tell me
don’t say it out loud
Don’t say
that knowledge
is absolute and
way way
too much
For a little old fashioned
small time girl
Like me
Or maybe.........

are we two
a
costly mistake
or
a beautiful embrace?

In someone’s eyes
I am just a girl
ordinary
in your eyes
I am extraordinary
I will resist the question
Why

I will stay with you
in the dark
because
at other times
and in other days
in other ways
you showered me with
your  light
when you had it.

Can any one of us
write words that
truly
mean anything
to someone else
or are we destined to
only write words
selfishly
for ourselves

I wonder
will you ever say that out loud
that which you whispered
so freely in you sleep
last night

I am a long way away
from your pain
I know that
I can’t share it
I know that
I am such a long  way away
from your pain
I know that
yet somehow
I feel it anyway.

Excuse me
you dropped this
upon the subway floor
a whole world of pain
do you want it
or will I close the door?

This too will pass
He said
but the passing is slow
I said
look deep inside
He said
Too much to ask
I said

Honesty
I have never been this close
to this amount of pain
and survived

I know I see things
differently
I live in a paler shade
of grey
where it’s not quite so important
what you have to say

We have a little strand of
paradise
fragile
silvery
beautiful
rare
barely ours
hardly touch it
don’t strain
do not breath
or it will surely
break
into tiny fragments
of what our paradise
was supposed to
be

We still have
a small chance
a window, if you will
to be
the kind of family
we always wanted
to be
that we should be
but the clock
is ticking
and ticking
and ticking
so loudly
it is beginning  to silence
the decent and real
tiny parts of me

There is
just a little too much talk in this room
random words
escaping from well formed empty
lips
vacuous thoughts
escaping and taking form
causing laughter
but not reform
there is
just a little too much empty
frivolity
in this room

the snow
always made a movie
of your life
viewed from your
absolutely
perfect house
until the snow
slowly
turned
into rain.

I know the meaning of love
I know you say
you do too
and perhaps  you do
but
I know the meaning of love
the crying out loud of love.
the desperate despair of love
the doubt of love
the reaching out of love
the pure joy of  love
the desperation of love
the don’t do this of love
the endless hope of love
the not feeling all right of love
the wonder if this is love
the question of can this be love
the sadness of love
the screaming out of love
the tears of love
the pure joy of love
the I can’t do this anymore of love
the right of love
the wrong of love
the me in love
I know the meaning of love
I know you say
you do too
and perhaps you do.

My heart is in my pocket
I keep it there
It’s almost safe
But there are pick pockets
Everywhere
On every street
At ever turn
They are quick
They are sleek
They steal hearts
with slight of hand
And magic dust
Then disappear
And leave you
heartless
And torn
battle weary
And worn

These are little pieces
in the real world
fragments that
have become undone
if you reach to touch them
they will disappear
like smoke upon touch
the little pieces
that today
seem so much

You dug deep
into the heart of me
to find your gold
then claiming your treasure
laughed out loud
and sailed away.

I have no plan
neither do you
at our age
everyone has a plan
it’s  the least we can do
to prove
it was worth
the laughter and the pain
and yet
we have no plan
what’s going on
tricky to explain
for god’s  sake
someone
anyone
make a ****** plan!

I know the little bits of you
that you hide
very hidden
and safe
and aside
very deeply inside
your very expensive silk
suit pocket

Has anyone ever written
an unforgettable poem
a truly unforgettable poem
I can’t remember
can you?

I wonder if I could write
A long poem
That says something
Instead of a short poem
That says nothing
Long poems seem
right
Short poems seem
trite
Rhyming poems seem light
Which poem is right?

we all long to write a poem
full of wisdom and wit
Shakespeare did
full of words
just like this
love and betrayal
men and entrails
lips
ruby red
lust, rarely led
passion
emotion
hurt
rarely fed
by emotions
barely said

Do you ever think that
Poems
are just words
random thoughts
rearranged
everyday words
that people say
and think
casually
everyday
then a few of us
desperately
try to make a grab for them
capture them
and make them
more than they were ever meant
to be

Sometimes I do wonder
Who you are
Where
You are
Imagine if we could just
meet
for a beat
I think our flesh
would refresh
Our
minds
And leave our
many doubts
Behind

no no no
I hear you
I am
listening
trust me
I am listening
intensely
but
forgive me for asking
before we both die of boredom
what frigging point
are you trying to make?

I am not sure
what you want
of me
anymore
so
let me leave all
of me
laid out
bare
naked
upon your very
finely tuned
expensive
Manhattan
polished floor

somewhere
along the line
our life got lost
I couldn’t find it anywhere
although I searched
neither could you
God knows, I tried
you didn’t
I gave up
but if perchance
you find it
or even try
post  it to me
you have my address.

Seriously?
just pour me
a  different
life.

Pour me another life
I will drink
to that
all night
and deep into
tomorrow
I suspect
you probably will too
Cheers!

Everything now depends
on your very next answer
may seem like pressure to you
trust me
my insides are on fire

Look up . he said
when I could barely look anywhere
life burdens the innocents
and lays their lair bare

My elation
and pure joy
of giving birth to you
is an exact match
of having a grown up
real time
beautiful
now time
conversation with you

this life is a privilege
but my god,
we pay for it
in tears.

has there ever been a better day
than this
has there ever been a better place
than this
has there ever been better people
than this
has there ever been a better feeling
that this
probably , I guess.
I just haven’t been there yet.

you left
and then
I left
there was probably
only
five minutes
anger between
us

I am more than this
and I think that
probably
You are
Too

Remember
the remember
and I promise
I will do my best
to remember it too

What’s your super power Mummy?
said my beautiful blue eyed boy
mine is ‘ I can fly’
I can live without love
promise me
you will never try
to fly that high.

I see
Two hundred steps before me
And three hundred steps behind me
Question is
Do you?
Do you see
Anything
At all?

When autumn reigned
and blew golden bronze tumble leaves
right to my door
it reminded me
of how you loved
golden bronze tumble leaves
at the door
Do you
still?

Let the first one
amongst us
without sin
Throw the first stone
My god
Look at the queue!

Love was never meant
to be easy
I can’t remember who
told me that
and I am not yet sure
they got it quite
right

I’m not a saint
not quite good enough
I’m not a sinner
not quite bold enough
yet

I am harsh upon you
this much I know
my love rains hard upon you
like a deep December snow

We stood there
in the rain
Neither moving
Neither noticing
Neither caring
All I could think was
Gene Kelly
Danced in the rain
Why can’t we.?