THE WIND BLOWS
AND ALL AROUND ME
I SEE GREEN:
THE TREES AND
BRANCHES
THE VINES MEANDERING
ABOUT IN MESSY BEDS
FULL OF ANCIENT HYDRANGEA
AND PERHAPS A STRAY
MONARCH
IS FLOATING IN
THE RAYS OF SUNSHINE
THAT ENCOURAGE
WILD STRAWBERRIES
AND IVY CLIMBING
OVER THE NEIGHBORS FENCE,
IT WAS A SURPRISE
THIS PLACE
WRAPPING ITSELF
AROUND A POET’S SOUL
UNAWARE OF HOW
DEEPLY THE CHANGE
WOULD COME UPON ME,
THERE WERE ALWAYS
CURIOUS ROOMS
AND CROWDED FRENCH
ARRANGEMENTS OF
FRESH BUDS
IN A CAJUN VASE,
IS IT MY MEMORY OR MAYBE
IMAGINATION,
THEY FADE TOGETHER
YOU KNOW,
AND WHEN I FOUND
THE HOUSE
OF BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY
IT WAS AS IF
SOMETHING MEANT TO BE
HAD OCCURRED,
THE PICTURE IN MY MIND
WHEN I DREAMED OF
WHERE I WANTED TO LAND
HAD BEEN MISTY AND
FOGGY, WITH A HIGH
WALL OF WILDFLOWERS
TENDER PINK ROSES
AND GLASS DOORS
TO EXHIBIT THE SPLENDOR
OF NATURE,

IT WAS RIGHT AFTER DAWN
WHEN I SET OUT TO WALK
THE BEACH ON
NEW YEARS DAY
MANY MANY MOONS AGO
SO CLOSE
BUT FAR AWAY,
I WAS SEARCHING
AND YEARNING
EXCITED AND
CHURNING
TUMBLING MY MIND
IN A DIFFERENT PLAY:
WONDERING WHAT
WAS IN STORE,
DIGGING MY TOES
IN THE SOFTEST
WHITE SAND,
HOPING TO FIND
SOMETHING MORE,
AND SOON THERE
WAS MUSIC
ALIVE IN MY HEAD,
IT STARTED BEFORE
WHEN I WOKE
IN MY BED,
NOTHING UNUSUAL
MOSTLY THE NORM
I HEAR THE STRONG
MELODIES AND THE
WORDS THEY PERFORM,
PERHAPS IT’S A GIFT
AS SOME WOULD SAY
I CAN CAPTURE THE SOUNDS
IN A DIFFERENT WAY
LIKE MY OWN LITTLE
PLAYER
GIVEN FROM GOD
THE MUSICAL PRAYER
WHILE MOSTLY AWARE
OF OTHER THINGS
MOVING IN TANDEM,
I WALKED ON THE SAND
SPLASHING AT RANDOM
FOR MILES AND MILES
NOT ANOTHER SOUL’S
SMILE
(NOR WINK DID I SEE)
THE FIRST DAY WAS
ALL MINE, AT LEAST FOR
THE TIME, THE QUEST OF
MY HISTORY,
THE SONG THAT I HEARD
GOING BACK
WORD FOR WORD
WAS ABOUT THE GENIUS
OF DREAMS
A MAN WHO CHANGED FATE
FOR THOSE WHO
WOULD WAIT
TO HEAR ABOUT
BRILLIANT SLY SCHEMES,
HIS LEGEND OF MIND
FOR ALL OF MANKIND
WAS A STORY THAT
PROMPTED MY HEART
AND MADE SUCH
A SPARK
THAT I STOPPED FOR
AWHILE ON MY STROLL,