Dawn filters
through teal drapes
blue pervades
sets the day’s tone
odd I should notice
be susceptible
fluctuating shadows
cast on walls
a gecko watches
upside down
I brush my hair
all I see are
flashes in a mirror
reflecting
no one
Have you noticed
when there are two in a house
there is no echo?
It's as if one absorbs
the sounds and energy
of the other.
Remove one permanently
instantly the walls
bounce back every sound..
every footstep is your own
the place seems suddenly
twice as large.
When all trace
of one is removed
walls then move in
claustrophobically
you long to escape
to the outside world
for company.
I swear that clock just struck thirteen!
I must be hearing things again.
Is life in suspended animation
held hostage by an alien hour?
Death passed by
wrapped his cloak around
one who ran to meet him
eager for the pain to stop
she made the rendevouz
chose time and place
where is her spirit now
Her smile for us is dimmed
does she smile for him
love and caring gone
with just a sigh
does she shed a tear
did she while in the arms
of Morpheus’ embrace
think once of those
who loved her easy grace
and sparkling eyes
the price of peace
too dear.
Hey Red wanna come for a ride
stilettos tap a staccato beat
ignore the boy head up with pride
I’d rather walk on my own two feet
than be seen on that pile of junk
my girlfriends would laugh
he’s such a punk
I wonder when he took a bath.
Tight sweater tight skirt
twitching my assets
I’m a tease and I’m a flirt
I’m a girl of many facets
Around the corner comes a dream
a gorgeous hunk on a Harley
Now wouldn’t we make a wonderful team
Hey he’s slowing down for a parlay
toss my hair and look real coy
pretend I’m quiet and shy
oh geez but he’s a good looking boy
I wanna ride with THIS guy
He asks the question I answer yes
after humming and hawing a bit
but now I’m in trouble I must confess
‘cause side saddle’s the way I must sit
holding on tight to my hero
he lets the throttle out with a roar
speedo’s at 60 just now it was zero
he opens it up and we’re going full bore
suddenly for some reason he halts
in a distant secluded place
from the Harley he vaults
it’s so dark I can’t see his face
but I know where his hands are
I’m scared I don’t like it one bit
Now he’s really going too far
my daddy would sure have a fit!
He doesn’t know NO
nor recognize STOP
how come he’s this low
and still over the top?
Just when I think that I’m really in deep
a headlight comes down the road
It’s the kid on the clunker I thought was a creep
he aims straight for the good looking toad
the creep’s on his cycle and off
as fast as the damned thing can travel
he rounds the corner the bike gives a cough
and he ends up sprawled in the gravel
Hey Red wanna come for a ride?
You bet I do!