"It's about words, and words are all I have…"



Last night I walked a mile in a famous poet’s shoes

Now all wet & sullied   She the first to publish me


So had my promise been muddied?  Writing whimsy

& deadpan   Genuflecting at the BIG BOXY BOOKSTORE


Oh how can I return the shoes?  They will need to be dried

& polished   And what about the soles   now filled with holes

and crusty   Or maybe I’ll just  KEEP THEM


And in a perfect ruby-slipper world   I will own her genius


ruby slippers



Late Winter  2014

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