I think I'm coming down
with the spring sillies
My dafty thoughts are feverish,
budding, blossoming,
Impulsive, daffodilly

My thigh muscles are stronger
And start to twitch,
As if they now prepare
To bound and leap in meadows
Like the mad march hare.

A cheeky imp is glinting
In my left eyeball
Calling me to frolic
With the April fool

There's happy hope in spring growth
Nature's clever ploy
And I'll not let any April showers
Dampen down my joy!

You remind me of a simple time,
You remind me of a lullaby,
The way you sing in blessed rhyme
And the many times I’ve made you cry.

You remind me of vintage shops,
You remind me of the word of God,
The way I wake and still taste the hops,
In this: my hangover firing squad.

You remind me of sugared wine,
You remind me of a tired sigh,
The way we sped up along the line,
And the many times I’ve made you high.

You remind me of the Happy Prince,
You remind me of a garden fence,
The way our sparks kick off the flints,
And I think of you in future tense.

You remind me of a former life,
You remind me of tomorrow’s war,
The way that in you, I saw a wife,
The way that you so swiftly
Shut the door.

O smother me,
choke me
with your raw-fragrance,
fertilize my soul
with your flower,
the one you wear
in your pretty hair.

I am the dirt
you run through
your slender fingers
& in my heart,
lingers your essence
dear woman.

in the land of colors so very far away
there were colored creatures they just love to play
there was a mouse of green and a rabbit that was blue
a little yellow squirrel and pink cockatoo
lots of different trees they were colored red
different colored flowers sitting in there bed
a brightly colored rainbow in the sky above
with  some little bluebirds and a golden dove
it was very lovely very bright and gay
a land so full of fantasy so very far away

The last time I saw you
We were trying to blend orange into green
In a huge painting for a fund raising auction.
Surprisingly, I see you again in yet another colorful adventure,
In a dark room with bright blinking lights where
We gave 80's dance moves to pop rock songs.

Then we plunged into the night and let
Our laughter and high pitched voices pierce the chilly air.
We balanced our books as we hurriedly jaywalked
Through the 10 pm traffic jam.

Though the ads in the mall were right at our faces,
You pulled me to a big blue aquarium
To marvel at the goldfish and guppies
Staring at our shiny eyes the same way.
We tried to understand the math
On how our corals cost 3 times more than the States
Even if we have 20 times more species than them.
We couldn't, but we swore to each other we'd stop it.

And as we shared a glass
Of too much ice and no more tea
We fought back passion filled tears
When we told each other story after story
Of our government's inadequacies.
We argued, but finally agreed that
It's not over population, it's urban planning;
It's not poverty, it's inequality;
They're not imbeciles, just ignorant;
And our nation maybe unfortunate,
But our trust is not in fortune, but in grace.

Then as we bid each other goodbye,
Unsure of when will we even meet again,
I prayed to God that
If our school chaplain becomes the president
I'd like him to appoint you and me as the
environment and finance secretaries.
I thanked Him too because
Now for the first time in my life,
I'm not ashamed, I'm not embarrassed but
I'm happy
To be a geek
Because you are with me.

your sadness is not
beautiful, but your
scars are gorgeous

they are epics across
your skin that tell the
story of how you, just like
all great heroes,
survived

sometime
the need to write
scribbling words on paper
is as strong as the need to write
but the thought scares me
and so
i push the urge deep down
and hold my breath
but then
i cannot hold it any longer
and i let it out
letting the writing become me
an when im done
tears flow
not because the writing is beautiful
but because it is captivating
to let loose those things that i kept hidden
and because
i finally allowed myself
to breathe