s./j. goldner Poems
|201.||3: 17 Am: I Have Just Realized||6/5/2006|
|203.||A Rose In Birth||5/3/2006|
|206.||21 And Rising||5/1/2006|
21 And Rising
my words fill in blank memories,
while images of you stay fresh like ocean air—
weaved in my soul like the braids of my hair.
an addict of wrong addictions,
but so sweet is the taste
until you discover—life comes un-laced.
twenty-one and rising:
you were the only love I didn't borrow
kiss me now for I know of no tomorrow.
lost souls are but shooting stars;
I wish I may, I wish I might—
with two black freckles turned to the night.
two decades plus one
and to be a lover was my only care,
when in fact, it's the impossible I ...
People Like Consistency
Like dining in a fine restaurant
Where the food melts in the mouth
Never all at once
But dissolving down the throat
at a slow gradual pace
To lose a morsel of flavor
Would be contempt to
Be shocked with incongruent
Spices would be