Alexander Downie Poems
|86.||The Butterfly Collector||2/8/2013|
|88.||Boxing Too Many Shadows||2/8/2013|
|89.||Paint A New Day||2/8/2013|
|90.||Pretty In Pathos||2/8/2013|
|93.||The Last Scottish Wolf||1/26/2012|
|94.||The Brashness Of Youth||1/26/2012|
|95.||Are You Ok?||2/6/2012|
|96.||Black History Month||2/8/2013|
|97.||Today I Strolled With Love||1/26/2012|
|98.||I Still Believe In Love||1/27/2012|
|101.||Truth Or Dare||2/1/2012|
Truth Or Dare
The truth is I loved you, I dare you to remember
The truth is you hurt me, I dare you to share my pain
The truth is I wanted you back, I dare you to say the same
The truth is you never said sorry, l dare you to try
The truth is I protected you, I dare you to not run away
The truth is you squandered trust cheaply, I dare you to lay the first new stone
The truth is I did insane things, I dare you to stop the insanity
The truth is you lied for nothing that was real, I dare you to face the truth
I Will Cool You
I would take a yellow bandana from Texas and fold it around ice,
and bath your arms and legs with the gentle touch of love.
Plant a weeping willow in your garden to shadow your window,
and open every sill to the cool night air.
Fan you with hope and move the air till it blows soft and cold,
and feather your bed with the lightest of breeze.
Blow sirocco kisses to sooth your hot skin.
I will cool you, if you lay warm beside me