you were always the postulate one
with your bright and witty red herring rhymes
seeing not so much with your eyes
but with the sharper image of your marvelous mind
I was always envious of that you know
your letting no man beseech nor bind you with visions
of monogamous death and its more silent dreary
designs
after all, isn't it those who can not see at all
who are the first to ask that we please pull the
blinds
and the irresponsible darkness shadows our spirit
weary thoughts making even the most magnificent
madness seem tame for a time
still the meter of life as we all know runs much
too quickly out
but the trip-trip-tripping down that almost
predictable path of want makes all the difference
when its paced by rhyme
Poets are such consummate navigators.............
(Nov. 19,1997)