these old shoes……Haiku

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to read by
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these old shoes
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these old shoes of mine…

walked the twisting, painful path

that has marked this life.

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my innocence lost…

psyche and body so bruised,

i ran at fourteen.

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and these old shoes stood

steadfast and true…. with me in

my loneliest hours.

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i can’t let them die…

stitching them back together,

again… and… again.

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i don’t yearn for much…

these days….. my miracles are

the moments i’m in.

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my needs are simple,

f a m i l y…. is my fashion.
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‘shoes, just get me…..h o m e’

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for my sister Melanie,
ty for your courage.

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n o w

i

no

longer

yearn,

for the

next

big thing
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it’s

every

t i m e

we spend,

it’s

u s

here

n o w
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y o u

show me

l o v e,

deeper

than merely

skin on skin
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our

hearts

they beat

t o g e t h e r,

we bleed

as one
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your

eyes say

a l w a y s,

come

h o m e

to me
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your

lips mouth

w o r d s,

that

feed my

s o u l
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your

arms

they

hold me,

i know

i n f i n i t y
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it’s

your l o v e…

and it’s

a l l

i will

e v e r

need,

to

b e
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this poem was written to the tempo of this song.
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dog loyal

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thought i’d tell you, in case you ever doubt
there’s never been a need to lock the gate
to keep this puppy in your yard

…and Scout

just ‘cause your dog might sport
some grey on that old snout of his now,
your food will always be home to me

my darlin’

just needed to bark it out loud!
just in case there was ever any doubt,
it’s just that I’m so dog loyal to you
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Scout the puggle and Gigi the French bulldog
our rescue dogs….devoted and inseparable

* the pics are by Scout, my keen eyed partner

our brave Linda

dear friends this is a writing departure
but i hope by the end you will understand
why it had to be written…ty.
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so what ever
happened to trust?

so what ever
happened to honesty?

so what ever
happened

to caring at all that
a little skin on skin
with someone else isn’t
really gonna’ fill that void?

darlin’
in these past ten years
just how many of your friends
have come to you crying?
yet another marriage up in flames

and now your bestie girlfriend Linda
and my own sympatico soul sister
her heart is now ripped inside out too
found he was cheating 4 of their 16 years

so what ever
happened to everlasting?

so what ever
happened to committment?

so what ever
happened

to caring at all that
a little skin on skin
with someone else just
causes such unbearable pain?

and we thought she was safe
their marriage passed the test of time
and we felt so shocked and helpless
you just listened…letting her cry and cry

and darlin’
you know i don’t get this mad very often
but this news just sucked out my breath
so i just had to put this upset somewhere
and writing poems…it’s how i show i care

look in her eyes

for you Linda
from me

from what souless depths does it begin
or can your smooth deceptions justify
breaking her, piece by piece?

and mouthing your nonchalant swift lies
as if her world was still everything she knew,
spinning on it’s easy axis.

did you really think a day would never come,
that day you could not look in her eyes
and tell her what you’ve done?

so yeah,
it was touch and go there for a while
with you coming home late after later nights
being that best friend forever that i know so well

and sometimes it just all works out the way it should

so darlin’,
our brave Linda she slowly found her footing
maybe even sooner than she believed she could
and nailing a framed copy of her poem to the wall
nonchalantly showing that now ex husband to the door
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both Linda and Scout, my partner are singers and this song
speaks about the power of music. if you feel like a second read,
please play the song and pick up the tempo the poem was written to.
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