THREE SHORT POEMS

WHAT’S LOVE GOT TO DO WITH IT?

He’s either a Cancer, a Capricorn or a Scorpio

Maybe just a sociopath

He’s a different sort of guy who

Perfectly jells with your alter ego’s abilities

He acts as though they have a spell upon each other

People in love

He’s a doctor or a lawyer, a newspaper man

A news feature writer, a painter

His words are smooth

Easy to see he’s telling the truth

Handsome, winsome,
Irresistible, he’s made for you and me

PHOTO OF THE CHILD YOU WERE

I see the little boy inside your eyes

Hidden away from prying eyes

Longing to be freed

A little boy hurt inside

Longing for a pinned on Sherriff’s star

You want to get back to where you used to be

To your red knit hoodie

Your favorite to wear as a little boy

Soft brown eyes shine through

The dichotomy of your discontent

Sherriff’s pin emblazoned

on your little boy’s red hoodie

The he you see isn’t the he inside

I AM THE MUSIC IN ME

Everyday I reinvent

Myself to discover who I am

I used to be somebody

Now I’m someone else

Lost inside my own mind

I’m coming through

Got a message in a bottle

I knit, crochet, & do macramé,

I nurture cats, plants, people, and money

I don’t play music to create

My heart beats with the music in me