In a fish cleaning station near the equator,
off the coast of Africa, summer stretches
over the barracudas, their long mirrored-chrome . . .

On our dining table, every dish is a dime-store pattern:
blue dandelions, red nasturtiums, the entire stack,
a small legacy won in a 1959 coin toss . . .

Poetry loves me
I live with poetry
We take a shower together
We eat together
We sleep together and we go to school together she loves me and I love her too we chat we live together
We read together
I love poetry
We live together

     The end of poetry

I love tv
My love tv
She loves me
And I love her
We go to school
Together we sleep
We bathed together
We walked together to school
we love us

Hugging my soft pillow
As I gather my lost shattered thoughts
I reach for my pen
My best friend.. My old fellow

How much I turn to you my pen? !
Cause you're the only one
who knows me deeply from within
You're always there for me
through thick & thin!
And when I was only ten
you were patient with my silly childish dreams
Like dreaming of being a princess in a legend!
Or becoming a beautiful queen!
You were patient enough with my wierd stupid questions
Like why the sky is blue & not green? !
And when I turned 18
Still I'm holding on you
I'm still so keen
For you're the truest friend I've ever seen!

You slways listen & listen & listen
When no one else seams to be there
You're always there
When all other people just don't care
And my most special thoughts
with me you share

Even the hard feelings
You make me spit it all out of my chest
You take that burdden
And make me always relax & rest

I turn to you
When I'm so weak
For you're the only one who understands me
When I really feeL like I can't speak

You're the only one
Who could read my speechless mind
I turn to you
When all the world is against me and not on my side
You know my every secret
For with you there is nothing to hide
Cause I know my secrets you won't reveal
You put my feelings into words
For you know what I exactly feel

You help me to be what I want
You always encourage me
You never tell me ' YOU CAN'T '

I dreamed to be a poet
And on this moment
I want to thank you
For you're the one

Who let me notice my talent!

9 January 2001

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The Heart Of A Friend

There is a place inside us all
Where we can go to hide
From all the bad we've ever done
And from our injured pride

This place is called the heart
The only place we can confide
When we feel hurt and alone
We choose to keep our thoughts inside

It does little good, though
To go it alone in the end
If you look hard enough, however
You'll find comfort in the heart of a friend

It is the kindness of others
That brings forth the best in us
We learn many different things
How to love, share, and trust

As we continuously move forward
Time will heal all wounds, they say
Helping mend our broken hearts
Every day is brighter, we pray

You see my friend, have no fear
For you are never truly alone
Do not despair in times of hardship
You have the heart of a friend to call home