uncle

he was magic then

calm was in his
pocket, mischief in his
eyes, kindness in his
heart

yes, he was magic

dollar bills became
cigarettes, the Valiant named
Betsy our chariot for
adventures to far off
drug stores, and he somehow
knew things
he couldn't have known

smiles and laughter
lingered
long after he was
gone

he is sick now

cancer is in his
body, emphysema in his
lungs, darkness in his
eyes

yes, he is dying

"Sis," he asks my mom
"How'd we get so old so fast?"
he tells me with a chuckle
that he can't show me
karate moves like he did
when I was young
and he was magic

I will miss you then
uncle

when you and your magic
return to eternity
please
don't tell your brothers
that you were my
favorite

Evergreen

one sunny day
the breeze rolls in
Earth's first breath

the subtle wind in my face
permeates everything 
through the branches of the pine
in whose shade I sit, peacefully.
I hear the gentle sound of the waves rolling
in the distance.

the first ray of pure sunlight
shines through the clouds
upon the water

  The tiny fingers of the tree,
  pine-straw
  Two strands,
  together, as one.
They begin to fall in front of me,
and in mid-air,
mid-thought,
I pause  
I look up and 
smile.

unloved
        
the mud of life pumps through hoses
beneath concrete armor
while monxide breath
gasps from unloved chimneys

cold steel groans
and shafts of shifting structure
crave escape
from a colorless terminal prison

a dark expression
views scarred horizons
in the brown/yellow cap
she's always seen wearing

krylon mascara accents
windexed eyes ever wide
ever searching memorys and dreams
of an unwanted Eden

Old Rocker

stately mannner my old tired friend
you've sat here watching the follys of life
the goings and comings of seasons and reasons
and those who stayed too long

with arms to hold mine and help carry me through
days of leisure and evenings of laughter ... sometimes
a partner gone, you look sad all alone in your own wooden walls
with too much space to rock

I always thought she was just a waste of space
but I can see how you miss her old friend
she offset your presence with a manner more gentle
soft curves, padded seat and a nieve warmth

The day she left you alone with four walls
empty spaces where promises hung in their frames
and you there alone left behind
like something unwanted and worthless

Today a new life a new home a new place for you
a beginning that calls for our goodbye too
and I hope you find love there old friend
in walls full of life, laughter and someone to rock with

The Pain The Addiction

The Pain
The Addiction
The Pain of lost love 
The Addiction to love
The Pain of lose 
The Addiction to winning
In Life
In Family
In Love
The Pains of Death
The Addictions to Life
The Pains of Life
The Addictions to life
The Pain
The Addictions