Wednesday

 THREE EYES



Creepy eyes stare up at me.
Looking into my soul?
I can’t tell.
I just see the huge glowing eyes.
I don’t know what the eyes have seen.
I know this world is huge, and scary.
Eyes are mini movie makers.
They can create slide shows in your mind.
And they help guide you when your body
Is blind. Eyes, eyes, cat eyes. 
Goodbye. 




I am, I am.

I am a coyote with no tail, running with my pack
I am a cloud with no color, floating high in the sky.
I am a sidewalk, as low to the ground as possible.
I am a man, jacket so tight I could ring your laundry.
I am a woman, lashes as long as the Mississippi River.
I am a lover, desires so deep a rose can cut through.
I am a worker, chugging along every day 9 to 5.
I am a child, smile as wide as the galaxy.
I am a lion, mane so long it could reach around the earth.
I am a goddess, so golden my Mother is blind.
I am air, always around you but invisible. 
I am a human, someone who makes mistakes and that’s fine.



JUPITER’S SON

Woke up this morning, brushed my teeth with last night’s beer.
Run your dude fingers through my dreads. The queen inside
Will awaken when the time comes. Branches shiver, the grass
Yawns. Fresh out of the womb. Potato Bombs. Magic fills the
Stale air. Speeds of lightening, little men dancing, today is going 
To be strange. 

Tuesday

What’s the nickname for Tom?



Luc, goose, three men on a moose.
Two weeks from now you will ask me the same question
When will I die?
The world knows but my brain doesn’t.  Drop coins
In river of salvation. Make wishes for all who can’t 
Remember we are all blind, till we meet love.