Show-shine Boy I'm warm Safe Surrounded by books Under my heart beat Resides a phantom --an old drunk On the long walk From 12 to 58 I never forgot The Shoe-shine Boy In me!! I never ran out of polish--; When I looked into my shine, As now, I do, into my poems Saying: "What's next?" Unhurried, unfurled I ended up here-- Here, writing this poem It cleverly fits Into my life, so nice I drink my latte Here at the B.
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, Café-- (a stir-stick, in hand) Somehow I feel, really feel: This is just the beginning-- #934 11-22-05 Fear's Intentions Fear, O fear, go to sleep Undiscovered--so you creep Repulsive, at its very least! You shall not mould me in my Sleep!...
And when he has gone, far away Awkward things, seem to stay Like plastic clay, I seem to be Waiting for fear, to return to Me!...
#932 11-22-05 The Balconies of Lima, Peru --how swift: I step from one to one! A moment out of the day The winds upon my brow A breath taken away; away by The balconies of Lima, Peru (Most beautiful in the world!) Here is where, within the shadows Of the Plaza de Arms Is where kings and conquerors Once ruled...
--here! ...
here the air is still, Warm as the orchards in spring Warm as the Sacred Valley's afternoon.
Here is where the balconies sing...
! With a ghostly fragrance in the air, Here along the streets of Lima, Peru-- Here, here is where they sing, sing Of the long lost folklores, Of long ago...
Note:I have traveled the world over, in Spain, Lisbon, New Orleans, etc.
, and I've yet to find any balconies equal to Lima's; even in Italy, and 59-other countries.
#929 11-19-2005