Eye of the Storm - Is the second book...

of poems that I'm working on. The first few poems will be about Bobbie, a very special woman to me. I wish she were here, because I miss her so.

These are some of the other poems that will be in the book.


Wild

Wild like the animals I enjoy most
Wild want to run, to be in the open
To howl, growl, pad around on silent
paws
To feel the wind on my muzzle, blood
in my teeth and mouth
Wild never tamed, not tameable
To be held in gentle status for short
periods of time is all


Those Were Scary Days

I was little and the apartment building
was an off beige
The walkway around the second floor
front of the building was cement
From that vantage point we could see the
fires in Watts
From that same walkway we heard the shots
and the shouts from the bullhorns
The fire engins sirens all day and night
I knew why the people were angry
I was angry
But more then anything I was scared


Warrior Poet

Your commercial talks about the soldiers
being the ones to keep this country free
You seem to forget those of us who do, have
done both
Without the poet, protester and words
the ideas, ideologies can't be shared, it would
just be fighting
Without the words to get people to to realize
when things need to be stopped wars wouldn't
end
Remember balance in all things
Without one there wouldn't be the other
Now flip your coin

There will be about 50 poems total in the book.