into my life a muse did dwell
and here we shared the poets
hell that bitter ache that ghosts
do tell

like starving by the wishing well..
(one of the more ravishing muses..)

and can do it! love harsh titles too
like people all harsh on the outside
and just hard on the inside

ha ha

and those dropper-by's who would ask me
"why doncha paint this, or why doncha paint that"
and I would hum and nod my head bent close with
my brush poised under my little studio lamp
my .o5 pencil building up a peice section by section
hour by hour day by day

Like asking a carpenter building a ship why he cannot
constuct a cathedral

like asking Walk Disney to imitate Echer

and yet Im sure a carpenter build cathedrals
much like ships
and Disney probably sketched very well
(I have painted Mickey Mice quiet a few times)

so I can actually rhymne having studied Rap music
with Ataya who carefully taught me the lyrics and who
can dance and sing flawlessly lip synch to them also
(popular culture is addictive)

I worked on a few log homes and built chimneys
and one commercial water treatment plant for a year
was just the helper but I could float and work with
all of them a unique ability the foremans liked

I like to just once in awhile make up a poem that
rhymnes to keep poets here and myself on my
toes! its fun and a break from the long running
love of mine of free verse

I love graffiti and shopping lists I see or find when shopping
and I always think of my work as left over peices
suprisingly much like your poetry hand outs
only posted here and there
more here then there

Hey I spelled it write..Its a miracle!!!