to my longings yore
for a bicycle under the Christmas Tree,
I wandered into the den
and caught mama with him,
a long white beard on his
surprised face, red suit on the chair,
mama's knickers on the floor,
and with much chagrin,
Santa the next day delivered
a new shiny Schwinn!  To me!

aside me nay inside a vision
this sight  I might realize outright

but i do feel i know this feel of sight I hear
and one day right may i if i write

hold up before the  whole world correctly
with poetic diction proud  unfrightened

by what overtook me, channel
Frost or Whitman or by sure determination

placed a word with emphasis  as the world spins
round my fingers happen to grow more accurate
say it then.

She showed him all her imperfections,
and he greeted them all with a kiss.
He knew all about her flaws,
but still loved her as if they didn't exist.