Death: When I am gone and not alive, my exploits never told,
I hope you remember me as I was, before I grew this old.
Poems For An Open Mind
Poem Genome: The Stalker
It’s 4 o’clock in the morning
I haven’t slept a wink
When I saw you there
had to stare
I couldn’t even blink.
Poem Genome: The Threshold
Footsteps pass through the room. Voices spill and fade. Someone weeps. Someone prays. All of them kind, and all of them far away.
Poem Genome: Crossroads
Up before your partner, out the door before he wakes.
Tending to the daily grind, not seeing our love at stake.
Poem Genome: Shadow Train
Smoke on the horizon, moon ridin’ low,
Steel rails hummin’ where cold winds blow.
A train and its shadow, side by side.
Ridin’ the rails with nothing to hide.