Despite my belief that most people don't make too much money writing poetry, I've started writing poems now. I realize that in poems you can say and feel things that you can't do - or I can't do- painting pictures. So here's my first poem in a long time called 'Lament For A Lady'.
Men didn't invent love or lust
it was there
before two legged beasts stretched themselves upright
long ago
and walked slowly onwards
in the African dust.
god didn't invent you
you were born
months after your father
and mother held each other
embraced each other
and made love together
forever in my mind
i didn't search for you
you came singing unannounced
long ago
a part of a choir
chanting hymns in the choir's second row
in a church
i no longer go to.
i no longer seek you
in eager scurrying crowds
downtown or uptown or in the burbs
but i dream of you
not at night time but in the day's first stirrings
when the sun's white rays peep above the green horizon
and then
i miss you
and will miss you
probably forever
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