January 18, 2023

Gato Malo Redux

The songs I sing from my mind

don't always  tingle with rhyme

but are songs I know

my heart shouting to the wind.


Please remember this

a kiss is just a kiss

but a sigh goes beyond tomorrow.

A kiss is often followed by sorrow

or rows and rows of a beautiful today.


Have you noticed the twist & turns?

D. Parket certainly took note . . .

The yapping of birds, just a bit hasty,

she balanced as almost nasty . . .

DP thought feathered friends

somewhere beyond a pale of sense,

their yapping and scolding stirred

stirred in a soup of arbutus seeking sun.


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