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