This Poet Poem by Jim Boone

Records life, as the view from my path
brings it on, seeking an audience
along the way and a caretaker for
what I leave behind once my heart -
my angel / devil human heart -
is still: Ceases to beat.

All I ask of my family of friends
is to care about friendship and the
struggles of humanity, not to beat
yourselves up for any turning away
but to reach out passionately or
with a slow steady hand today.

Here's to the one who taught me
how to; to the one who charmed
my life every day; the buddy with
the morals of a rabbit and a ‘way'
that endeared and set at bay; to
the explorer who found me; the singer
who awakened me with a lullaby; the
fellow poet who challenged me; the
neighbor who invited me in: All learners
and voyagers, the artist who displayed
beliefs and emotions on a canvass; the
loner whose body was a haunted house;
then along came an ‘agent, editor, friend'
who set out to validate the journey and to
empower this "US Poet Laureate Nominee"
right up to ‘the (ever loving, renewing) end'...


2012