MY POEMS

Photo by S. Auberle

MY POEMS

Some may survive,

some may not,

these little poems of mine

in their frayed sweaters

and out of date shoes

(those wearing red

cowboy boots are, however,

still hot!)

Some have, along with me,

grown older--mellow,

one might say, sipping

their rum and coke, still

they do have their moments...

Some have regressed

to the uncensored, uninhibited

howls of children and wolves.

These poems wear old hiking boots,

carry a painted staff and drum

and out of all my children,

oh, I love them best.

- mimi