Cards
Seems life is like a diamond
Or club or spade or heart
And whoever the card-game goddess is
She’s dealt me out to a losing start.
In diamonds I’m money-poor
Hearts I haven’t won yet
Spades and clubs got me all confused;
Seems my whole life’s on the bet.
I’ve heard it said that life’s
Just like a game of chess.
For in chess you get in a jam
It’s your fault you’re in the mess;
In chess you start off equal
And the pieces always move the same
And you don’t ever have to cut the deck.
Damn, life and cards are a different game.
But sometimes your luck can change
The card-goddess smile on you;
You draw a joker
Accidentally shoot the moon
The goddess winks
Then you know you’re gonna win.
Castles
Why do we stand
on this side of the fence
when we could have had a choice?
Why do we only walk
one side of the road
and never think about its meaning?
Building castles in the sand
is for children only.
And I don’t know why
Feelings
You are the morning songbird
that wakens me. The gawky persistent wind
that shares my morning walk along the hillside.
You are the shrill,
piercing laughter of the waves
jumping on the beach. The light blue lake
napping in the sun. The tired,
perspiring afternoon. The shady oak tree by the door.
You are the evening clouds of white
and greyish white and black; and the restless, northbound flocks
charting through the colors.
You are the hues
that hug the setting sun and sing
of tomorrow’s promises: and dream.
You are the grey,
black shadows that leap across the sea.
The dark. The moonlight of my life. The tender,
faint night I feel but have not met.
You are the girl who brings the moon
to me. The balanced
and exotic heart I do, yet do not know. The sister
to the spirit eluding me,
the daughter
to the beauty I can feel.
You are
the whispered smile and the teasing grin.
The delighted finger pointing toward the dawn.
The long night’s last sleepy yawn. The yellowed,
opening sky
that lets the morning in!
