Ambivalent Accommodation

Poems fit everywhere,
Save the heart

Of the heartless.

 

Aubade Made-To-Order

In bramble thicket, 

Two morning songbirds chirping 

Nothing fitter at hand.

 

Excess Baggage

It just so happens 

There is much 

One can get 

Out of the vehicle 

Of poetry— 

A free ride is not

One of them.

 

 

Apple Of Our Poetic Eye

first off,
leave nothing 

to chance
and listen: 

no baubles, please—
whatever we hold

dear must be surely
precious to the ear,

and to that eyeless,
munching under-

study of a worm, under-
taking everything, all in

good stride.

 

 

 

Harmonious Love Song Of A Singularly Irrational Muse

Do not try
To understand me— 

Just love me
As I am, 

And let us be two
Dissimilar voices entwined 

In perfect knavish harmony!