Homelife Poems

Idle Folly

Down at the corner barroom
The fellows gibe and jest
...

I'm here to make confession
at your imposing grave.
You taught me that discretion
was never for the brave.
...

PITY THE BEAUTIFUL


Pity the beautiful, said Dana Gioia,
...

God loves the beautiful.
He has clothed the earth
And the heavens with beauty,
And with a father's joy
...

And when you left it was just utter smithereens,
adorning all those places we had made it once,
or twice or more and often, with abject abandon
I do remember cruddy details but will you?
...

Have I ever known that you love me
Have I ever known you've no one but me.
You think my heart full of fears
My silent cry full of tears
...

Jeopardy a wasteful game
a homelife you can not attain
If in fact you show yourslf worthy
Do not make your inner cloak dirty
...

I will go to a place today
And I went to the same place yesterday
And I don't mind this
...

if my notebooks could speak
theyd tell a thousand of painful stories
some would tell of my homelife
some would tell of my pain
...

I will go to a place today
And I went to the same place yesterday
And I don't mind this
...

God loves the beautiful.
He has clothed the earth
And the heavens with beauty,
And with a father's joy
...

Idle Folly

Down at the corner barroom
The fellows gibe and jest
...

PITY THE BEAUTIFUL


Pity the beautiful, said Dana Gioia,
...

if my notebooks could speak
theyd tell a thousand of painful stories
some would tell of my homelife
some would tell of my pain
...

Jeopardy a wasteful game
a homelife you can not attain
If in fact you show yourslf worthy
Do not make your inner cloak dirty
...

And when you left it was just utter smithereens,
adorning all those places we had made it once,
or twice or more and often, with abject abandon
I do remember cruddy details but will you?
...

I'm here to make confession
at your imposing grave.
You taught me that discretion
was never for the brave.
...