“A Beautiful Desert Oasis”
Climbing up on Donnell Hill
‘I can see the city lights’
In San Bernardino.
‘A fool in love –
A crazy situation’
In loco parentis – apropos of something…
‘And if you want…’
To be dreaming of a certain place
Why, on day twenty-nine of @NaPoWriMe
Do I sit here considering the relative merits
Of my poetry; how it’s written, and where it’s…
Going? I, have no way of knowing!
Are my poems just a strange way of telling and showing?
Would a psychiatrist, having looked me up,
Then looked me up and down, lock me up,
Or run me out of town?
Are all the leaves brown?
Questions; I have many.
Answers; few and varied,
Do the truths lay (or lie) buried?
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