I changed My Mind

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I Changed My Mind

Last time I wrote, I said,

This my last poem

I’m going home,

on a sabbatical

Then,

Oh, radical me!

I lied, didn’t keep my word

You heard?

Inconsistent, but persistent me

Resistant actually to conformity I'll forever and always be

Split me up in a million pieces and I’ll still be center stage

You’ll never change the me in I,

or the heart of the Atom’s nuclei,

no matter how had you try

slice it,

chop it

crop it,

drop it,

or dice it,

I won’t be the same as before

Pin me down,

I’ll spin you around,

open / then close the door,

mess up the sand on your shore, with a wave

because I will always change

You heard?

I lied,

went back on my word

Inconsistent, but persistent me

Resistant actually to conformity I'll forever and always be

ldn

The Thinning Veil

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The Thinning Veil

The veil gets thinner further up I go

on the hem of God hangin’ below

It’s somethin’ that I learned long ago

the veil gets thinner further up I go

I wore it thin

and I  wore it wide,

takin’ life in too big a strides,

now I walk it narrow, and take it slow

'cause the veil gets thinner further up I go

on the hem of God hangin’ below

ldn

For all Baby Girls (all over the world)

photo:  my Grandbaby, Ella

For all Baby Girls (all over the world)

You can judge a man by what he will risk,

for the love of his woman and their little kids

Some work hard, some play soft

“Men” stand firm whatever the cost

Do you have a man who walks by your side

or when the going gets tough does he run and hide?

It’s a question you should ask,

before you take on the task,

before you become his bride,

before you say, I do

Baby, I’m telling you -

Don’t go settling for living together

Commit to marriage for worse or for better

The tide will change and the wind will blow

So Baby Girl, you need to know

a man won’t leave when the going gets tough,

or make his priority “other stuff”

You will always be his bride,

he will admire you for your inside

A man won’t fold before the end of the game,

count his chips then run away

He’ll play it out 'til the end,

and if this is the kind of man you choose,

Baby, you’ll do the same

Settle for nothing less,

than this,

for your husband,

your Lover

Now be on your way. . .

I love you,

your Grandmother

ldn

What if ?

What if ?

What if it turns out that “I” am the poem

and I’m not really here at home

It scares me a little ~ well a lot

that “I” am not who I thought

You are what you think, said Christ,

and He was absolutely right

So I wait in the darkness at home

alone,

after I’ve turned out the light,

at night,

and think

about what it means

to be at home

in a link of my own,

as ink in a poem,

It scares me a little ~ well a lot

that “I” am not who I thought 

ldn

The Lesson

The Lesson

There was this couple sitting behind me this morning, in the Elger Bay Cafe,

She was obese.  He was a grump.

Both sitting like lumps – not looking at each another,

reading their books ~ alone

It saddened me,

but thought – oh well, to each his own

Finally she spoke up,

When will the Benchmarks meet?

Find out for yourself! ~ he snapped back real mean

I almost came out of my seat!

Held tight

I was going to say when I got ready to leave,

Be nice to your wife

She'll be caring for you when you’re sick,

and dying

Then on second thought, what was the use of me trying…

to make it better,

It’s not my life

She’s not my wife

So I kept my big mouth closed,

Shut up when I rose,

and left,

saddened, upset

never to forget,

the lesson I gained,

the morning of June the second,

on a drippy cold day in the rain

still feeling their pain, all the same

ldn

Baby Blue II

Baby Blue II

When you think what you thought was true,

you believed that he just wanted you,

then find out later,

you were one of a few,

don’t ask him why,

let it lie, say goodbye,

then cry

What else can you do?

He doesn’t belong to you

Don’t be a fool

getting all hung up, all strung up,

It ain’t worth the broken heart

or being torn apart

The man doesn’t love you too

You were just one of a few

Bid him adieu ~
say, Goodbye Baby Blue

ldn

Baby Blue I

Baby Blue I

I don't know where the time goes
floats by,
sometimes races like a quarter horse
on the Derby track
I lost all track today, 
time flew
leaving no trace of you,
Now what do I do?
Who shall I tell my secrets to,
Baby Blue?

ldn