"The older I grow
the more I listen to people
who don't talk much."
                             --Robert Orben

I like the guy riding 
his bike in his underwear
and a tool belt.

Even the great
Babe Ruth, during his career, struck 
out a time or two.

I liked the look of
the demitasse in the 
mechanic's greasy hand.

This may be your last
chance. Find a lover and
make sweet, sweet love.

My heart beats for you.
It beat for you many years
before I met you.

The older I get 
the more I realize I have
all the time in the world.

I don't need ghosts to
make me do right. I have life
and the earth for that.

We are made of light,
dark, sun, moon and we're made
of all that we see.

Of course, it would be
nice, but the wolf can't be full 
and the lamb still whole.

It's a dog eat dog
world out there, but lucky for
me I'm not a dog.

I could sit and 
listen to the wind rustling
the leaves forever.

When you're sleeping,
I realize what they mean when they
say we're made of stars.

This town, as big as
it is, is just too damn small 
for the both of us.

I love your eyes.
When I look into them I can
hardly look away.

I feel the future 
in the trees. It's in the air my
lungs are breathing. 

Let go of your fear.
It's what keeps you from 
realizing what you're worth.

It's a day like no
other, because no other 
day is like this one.

Don't grow too fast,
my child. There's no rush. Besides,
I'm not done holding you.

Free Pussy Riot!
Free Pussy Riot!
Free Pussy Riot, RIGHT NOW!!!

She slept, but even
in her sleep she was a red
hot firecracker.

It wasn't a dream.
We really were the prettiest
lovers in the room.

Quiet, mind. No, I 
don't mean I've a quiet mind.
I mean, SHUT UP, MIND!

At nightfall the petals 
close. Just before dawn you can 
see the flower sleep.

All the world's love is
bigger than all the world's hate.
I have to believe that.

The sunlight came out
and fell the millions of miles 
just to find my heart.

If I must look at 
clouds each day at least today
they're fluffy and white.

Good magicians never
reveal their tricks!?! I want
to meet the bad ones.

We hurt the ones we
love, 'cause they're the only ones
we can be honest with.

Thunder crashes and 
lightening strikes and I'm
reminded how small I am.

I will never be
perfect, but with each new day
I get more awesome.

Falling in love is
only the beginning of
an endless journey.

You think you can 
forget me, but you can't. I'll
always be in your dreams.

Curiosity doesn't 
always kill the cat. Sometimes
it just maims him.

I like it when I 
hear the birds chirping long
before the sun comes up.

When I pass the
Acropolis I think of how 
you waited tables blind.

Live and let live, they
say. I say, love and let love.
Life's better that way.

A person can only
be afraid of love if they 
don't know how to.

If doing what's right
means I must rebel then
a rebel I will be.

The words come to me
in my dreams and often that
is where the words stay.

I feel most close to
god when I notice the scent
of the sunlight.

I know the witches
and sirens well. I can sing
their song in my sleep.

Some days are so pure
and perfect there's really no
words to describe it.

My baby will grow,
leave on her life's journey and
I will wait for her.

I forget about 
the tall grass and with the spring 
comes my memory.

It sure takes a lot
of life to live this love the
way you should live it.

I keep thinking 
about being old and I rather 
like the idea.

I could be worried
about being cool, but I'd
much rather be happy.

One is significant
only for what one gives,
not for what one takes.

It always gets better.
If it doesn't you're doing
something wrong.

"All the children who
are held and loved will know
how to love others." 
                              -Mencius

In my dreams the sky
was falling, but it was okay. 
It all made sense.

The air is so still.
The birds are quiet. The 
only sound is my heart.

I'm waiting on the
super moon to come close enough
to me to touch.

The sun was far away, 
but I followed it, chased it,
to the very end.

I looked at that star
and looked some more then I looked 
at that star again. 

I was feeling down
then I took a walk with my 
daughter. Now I feel fine.

Love isn't always 
pure. Sometimes it's sad, lonely,
and unrequited.

America needs a
Robin Hood and a few
good Merry Men, too.

The opossum was tired
and angry. He had reason.
Daylight was not his friend.

I don't know about
you, girl, but wearing glass slippers 
would really suck.

Goodnight, train whistle.
Goodnight, sleepy daughter.
Goodnight, birds. Goodnight, moon.

You're my sun and I 
the planet that our little 
moons orbit around.

As I fold the paper,
lick the envelope and 
cap the pen I smile.

That penthouse view looks
great from down here. I wonder
if it's as great up there.

The spring rain is so
small and light. Different from the
heavy, grey fall rain.

There's no irony here.
I really do feel like 
a rat in a cage.

Last night there were 
only a few blossoms. Today 
they're in abundance.

I'm barefoot, pregnant
and in the kitchen and it's 
fuckin' hot in here.

"What are words for
when no one listens?
There's no use talking at all."

There's no ghosts in this
house. If there were I'd punch
the fuckers in the neck.

I never thought I'd
fall in love with the girl with 
olive-colored eyes.

Climbing up from the
hole I dug is tiresome. I 
shouldn't've dug so deep.

I'm searching for a 
quiet place to get away. 
Some place permanent. 

Why does that cat
always run from Pepe? The pleasure's 
all mine Monsieur Le Pew.

My soul could've been
from any dimension and
it'd still've found yours.

The cityscape reeked
of mold. From the homes
to the trees to the people.

Today I draw strength
from my spirit animals 
Werewolf and Unicorn.

There's not much to say
when you're happy. There's a whole 
lot to feel instead.

Confuscious say,
Never write mad haiku for each 
day the birds still sing.

The wind will have its
way and I will let the wind
take me anywhere.

The birds were chirping.
I listened close and they said,
"Tweedlee, tweedlee dee."

My heart was on the 
ground, but I still had two hands
to pick it up with.

The sky turned pink at
sunset. Blushing, like I'd 
caught it undressing.

"There goes my baby.
She knows how to rock and roll.
She drives me crazy!"

At moments I feel
this life is not my own and
I'm lucky to exist.

On the back cover
there was a name, an address 
and a phone number.

Sorry spider
My kid insisted we go this way
Wrecking your home

Kinda like how you
run through the grass dragons like 
to fly through the sky.

It said, Super Eight
Hilltop New Orleans Oxford 
Suites, inside the cover.

The old man walked 
all over town. The scenery 
was subsequent. 

The skinned steer hung
from the tree and waited. It would
be getting dark soon.

Swimming up river
ain't easy, but what the hell?
The salmon do it.

Tension working magic
between our bodies. Sounds 
no one else can hear.

The low hum of 
people talking could've been 
mistaken for music.

The younger wanted
to slow the river. The elder
knew it could not be.

The wind shook the blinds
and I could hear them clink and 
 bang all through the night.

I'm gonna live to
a ripe old age and then I'm gonna
live a little more.

I wonder about
my place in the world and then
I see the tree sway.

Son, yesterday's gone
down the river and you can't
never get her back.