Floyd Crenshaw Poems

i write in fits.

they come and go like clouds or infatuations.
when they arrive
...

the house needs to be clean
i have guests coming,
oh my,
i must prepare for them.
...

if
i
have to yell
to prove a point
...

lavish them with
attention
like
some puppy in a box
...

There are
Certain things
That become easier to
Discuss
...

God
is real.

religions
...

the summer
was
a place and time
now
...

we are happy
we could share
we are ready
we are fair
...

the conventions,
yes.
the group love
of one man
...