The choice is alone
rather than with someone flawed
so far- it's alone
even though I am flawed too
and even though I'm lonely

24

Whatever we are
she says to me in passing
of our connection
and I wonder what we are
hanging up at 2 AM

(November 30, 2:46 A.M.)

23

"Where there's life there's life,"

A friend of mine's father wrote

And he believed it

And he practiced what he preached

Living as long as he could

22

and and and i say
and sometimes i say oh man
other times; and yet
these are like musical tics
my ambivalent mantras

21

Whatever we are
she says to me in passing
of our connection
and I wonder what we are
hanging up at 2 AM

20

Thin skinned and fragrant
oval and quite acidic
semitropical
You are the anti orange
the other half of my lime

19

I just wrote a list
of ten things I'm grateful for
G-d was number ten
I guess if anyone would
let it slide it would be Him

18

My high school teacher
said that one of my classmates
had much turbulence
He said this about his soul
"Turbulent soul" stayed with me

Instead of saying
a bird that flies she called it
the thing with feathers
thus allowing it to slip
gently inside of your soul

16 - "I Went Down Virginia..."

John Fogerty asked
"Have you ever seen the rain?"
And "Who'll stop the rain?"
He who sees it can stop it
By finding shelter from it

15

"Shelter from the storm"
Dylan wrote for all of us
Yearning for shelter
Waiting to be taken in
Out of the "road full of mud"

14

There is a sandstorm

I safely enter my tent

Sheltered from the storm

Amazed I exit the tent

To find that the storm has stopped

12-13

Good old Colin Hay
sings with heart, "Send somebody,"
as he waits on hold
and I say a brief real prayer
that we be sent who we need

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RHdCp-X1Gk0

Did George Harrison 
think of his fans, I wonder
as I think of him
as his song welcomes the sun
as his song soothes me to sleep

11

7:08 AM

most people run late
that is, later than they say
when going my way
i think and write this and wait
for my 6:55 ride

10 (Written last night, in the middle of the night)

Many the reason
why asleep or why awake
why real or why fake
for the turn and for the toss
for the benefit and loss

7-9

Traffic buzzes by
The ambulance sirens rail
People check their texts
They look up for the buses
And then down at their smart phones

Not for my honor
Not for my father's honor
But for your honor
Yonatan ben Uziel
Said it, meant it, and it worked

You are a cowboy
At least that's what you tell me
I'm "an Indian"
I don't want to offend you
Won't say it's only a game

1-6

I want to be real
even if no one reads this
G-d, let it be real
and maybe one day someone
will read it and benefit

Walking home from work
I waited for the green light
while others rushed on
as I stood there the red hand
winked, waved, and encouraged me

Moments before sleep
When nothing is familiar
Everything is clear
The subconscious takes over
Maybe this is the real dream

The Knickerbockers
are playing and I’m watching
my dad said to me
I said, “You’ve dated yourself.”
He said, “Not me, but the years.”

Story of my life
Everthing's rainbow colored
It loses its charm
Sometimes you need black and white
Or another one color

If I am older
One must ask, older than what?
You are older too
We are all older than once
And older than someone else