Good Night, Sweet Ladies

such kind and soft melodies
do you sing into my ear,
and while i could listen forever
that may seem a bit queer.
So i will dream the sweetest visions
of you,
and of you being ever so near,
so that instead of dreaming of your sleep,
i can lie close, and observe the moon,
and i can point it out and say,
"look at the stars and the sky"
and you will sleep still,
next to me.

On Having Given My Lecture

I am a teacher.

Age of Men

for when age overcomes us all,
it is always spring that comes after winter,
which comes from summer's melting into fall.


just something i'm working on....

On My Beat Movement Lecture

nervously my palms sweat
stigmata for the nervous,
as i attempt to share jack kerouac
with the unwilling, the undeserving.

Book Covers

Bat Your Eyes, Wander Away, Sleep Well

Look closely but do not strain
(for the effort you would need not)
center your gaze upon a modest one,
capture his attention, bat your eyes.

Let the aura proceed you,
and let it follow and swallow;
drowning or swimming or floating,
I will follow you, even if you wander away.

You may bat your eyes, wander away,
something will always remain,
even in an instant, a flash of light
a clasp of fingers,
a touch of lips,
that I will sleep well.

(for you are in my dreams now)

Distance

to my foreign lass,
may you be outside the looking glass
of my inward eyes.
surprise, surprise, surprise,
have I found my gorgeous demise?

home is not where the heart is,
for my home would be too far distant.