I’ll just shake out my poetry bag — yeah I think there are a couple down at the bottom there…

Here and There

After the successful afternoon

Dodging cars on the freeway

No accident I’m here

On top of this muddy hill

Watching you not seeing me

As I walk with such sureness

To right there

The Pearl and the Rose

The pearl’s in your teeth

But where is it you keep

Your rose? Can it be

Underneath all these clothes?