Lightning flashed that night
frequent like a strobe light
an old time silent movie
we loved quiet and free.

It doesn't move at a constant click.
School clocks barely tick or tock,
while my lover's clocks blaze by.
Time is of the essence if your dying,
doctors might be on a 15 minute break.
Time respects nothing.
Death can come any time.
There's no time for kids
or wives or parents
or lovers after time.

It's a burden being a poet.
   Eating the pain of others
   sparing suffering ****
   for sisters and brothers.

She dies inside herself
in her Hospice deathbed.
Lives again in her head.
She's 12 riding horses
on best friend courses.
Dad a John's Island farmer
She was always a charmer
Bette Davis was her name
destiny in this poem fame.

Syd was just a crazy spark
LSD flash of lightening
at midnight in Eden Park
got too high frightening
left his acid laced mark
on apples over ripening
Pink Floyd born in dark.

8/14/2000.
Lost my Wife.
Michele Parkinson Garris.
21 years ago.
I don't live a day without her.
I have been blessed with knowing
what love and life is.
Barbara has always been
understanding and I love her very much.
Thanks, Barbara for loving me and putting
up with me . You are the best. Love

I'm 75.
I'll die.
Death
Stares
in my
good eye
last breath
blow out
final candles
Cake on fire.
I hate that's
what
I desire.