some ways back,
new babe poets
sought me out,
asking, seeking
The How
and the
Please Sir,
touch me,
here and there,
tell me secrets,
as if any I knew
but I did,
sotto voce,
behind the scenes
gladly,
for the greatest pleasure
man invented is
lending a hand,
a kind word
would write them
long essays
but never
sent them
two standards I could
never ever meet:
what did I know,
worth keeping,
whom am I
to judge
these days,
must stop to thank them
my voice is changing,
when I answered myself
now only simplest words
emerging
knowing that each of us,
value galore,
ad valorem
move quieter,
fingerprinting my modest stays
in your words and lives,
semi-loudly, and semi-humbly,
for they tell me
so much,
so well,
teaching that,
that all
is worth keeping.
and that is the best advice
I ever got
to give
Mar 15, 2014
Mar 15, 2014 at 6:26 PM UTC
some ways back,
new babe poets
sought me out,
asking, seeking
The How
and the
Please Sir,
touch me,
here and there,
tell me secrets,
as if any I knew
but I did,
sotto voce,
behind the scenes
gladly,
for the greatest pleasure
man invented is
lending a hand,
a kind word
would write them
long essays
but never
sent them
two standards I could
never ever meet:
what did I know,
worth keeping,
whom am I
to judge
these days,
must stop to thank them
my voice is changing,
when I answered myself
now only simplest words
emerging
knowing that each of us,
value galore,
ad valorem
move quieter,
fingerprinting my modest stays
in your words and lives,
semi-loudly, and semi-humbly,
for they tell me
so much,
so well,
teaching that,
that all
is worth keeping.
and that is the best advice
I ever got
to give
For so many, but with Joe and Purple Orchid in the forefront of my consciousness
they understand.
I am awash in the deepest sense of being appreciated by so many, that I needed to tell you, you are my teachers, my guides...now,
I seek you out
Request permission to use this poem