As for composing poems, I pen my part
whether early with dawn birdsong singing
or midnight wine accompanying the art
of bringing common sense to my scribbling
lyrics, sonnets, odd political rant,
sequences, reminiscences, rural
bucolic scene, religious supplication.
All in an effort to be congenial
with topics who resemble wild children
demanding absolute close attention
to unconscious, needy motivations
that ambulate numerous distractions.
Abstraction in lyrics is the devil
who avoids allure in a waterfall.