To Those Who Would Speak On My Behalf

If you please
Don’t speak for me
I can do it
For myself

Be at ease
Passivity
I don’t need your
Extra help

Take your mic
And grievance lists
If you’re talking
Then please stop

For just like
Ventriloquists

Your words make me
Just a prop

Toronto in the Rain

Toronto Rain

Why do we have to go to Toronto?
I don’t know anybody there.
And look – it’s raining, always raining
I wanted Disney and it’s not fair.

Who’s Samantha? My Cousin Samantha?
This whole trip just feels like doom.
Hi. Hello. It’s nice to meet you.
Sure – I’d like to see your room.

Girl, I love that band — you’ve seen them?
Telling me they signed this shirt?
Man, I love this – what do you call it?
50 more? We’ve hit paydirt!

Sam I wonder, do you travel?
You could come down to our place.
I’ve got friends who’d love to meet you –
Let’s ask our moms just in case –

Why do we have to leave Toronto?
I was having so much fun!
I know its raining, its been raining,
Let’s not leave – we’ve just begun…

Follow The Tracks

Life’s a desert, follow the tracks
If you stay one place too long
Soon the fiery sun’s too strong
And with full force attacks

Life is lonely, follow the tracks
To where others also live
Give while you can still full give
And cover up the cracks

No direction – can’t relax –
Leave the deserts sands behind
Let your wondrous way unwind
And just follow the tracks

The Funny Thing About Love Is…

Fun

Real lovers
Respect each other
But
Real lovers also
Can laugh about their failings
With each other

Because
The respect comes first
And remains at last
The laughter of lovers
Can bring cleansing

It is a fine line
Laughing at each other
But love
And only love
Can turn laughter
Into joy

Morning Mood

Morning Sunrise

I’m one of those people you’ve heard about
Who wakes up feeling great
The best part of my energy
Is spent well before 8

I workout and I walk and then
I write a poem or two
Then schedule them to publish
In my thirty-poem queue

My old dog sleeps outside my door
Which I leave open for her
And when she is no longer there
My life will be much poorer

My life’s been touched by many things
And people I have known
I feel it most at morning
When it is just me, alone