I define myself as
An artist with the conscience of a songwriter.
among other things
and the chair by the window creeks slowly now.
the window is open
a wind brings scented odors too fill the room.
we sleep sometimes
sleepy you beautiful girl come nighttime soon.
A beer tastes good
just when I though you were coming along nicely you go into one of your fool poem moments!
ReplyDeleteI think that I shall never hear
ReplyDeleteA poem lovelier than beer.
The brew that Joe's Bar has on tap
With golden base and snowy cap.
The foamy stuff I drink all day
Until my mem'ry melts away.
Poems are made by fools, I fear,
But only Schlitz can make a beer.