I’m not a poet. I imagine I never will be. But I’m told I should never say never.
And yet I’m going to share some of mine,to exercise my courage.
Salt Siddur Water
Granules of ideas The words on the page Melts the sands
Perforate my mind Enter my heart That lie in their beds Like salt on a wound And float up to the heavens Wanting to rest
Toys Piano Pen
Meaningless Keys to the infinite Enable my writing
Plastic heads Black and white Enable mistakes Smashed Harmony or cacophony Enable my improvement