Every week, I've gone, and I've been so damn nervous...
It hasn't stopped me...
But tonight, I said to myself...lighten up! Have some fun with it!
And I did.
And something very cool happened...
The audience had fun too...
I think I have this thing licked!
Here's the two poems I read tonight:
Love is the reason I write
It has slashed my borders
And freed my heart mind soul
The newness of time is its gift
I have walked in strange landscapes
With only your smile as guide
Now visions fill me
Passions animate
And all this time
I’d thought I was too old.
Illness
The blood courses sluggishly under my parching skin
Dry wrinkles appear
My nerves are flattened
Muscles lie slackly against my powdery bones
Tomorrow I may live, or die
Right now it’s too much effort
To think
The world is alien through feverish eyes
A phantom will arrive
He may transport me
To the place where
I will feel whole, and well, again
Or he may kill me
I am indifferent.