WHERE'S LOVE?
Where's love when the rush
We care about most
Crush lips and the hush
Burns memories like toast?
Where jealousy's thrown
To smother the flame,
And nothing is known
But we're the same?
KATHERYN
Living on the wild extremes,
Super one day, helpless next;
Living for her wildest dreams,
Stubborn still when dreams are hexed.
Won't give up and won't give in--
Straight ahead when ice gets thin.
SPRING UNDER WINTER
Used to do it all night long,
What used to be can take all night.
Old man's hunger's not as strong
As a young man's appetite.
You don't seem to mind, I know--
Or would have dropped me long ago.
SPRING OVER WINTER
Warned I'd rob you of your youth,
All those years between us two--
You got more than just the truth.
But maybe this is also true:
The difference that our age imparts
Comes down to skips between our hearts.
Maybe there's no way to see
What lies ahead for you and me.
I hope not, but don't pretend
This love of ours can't ever end.
What I know is you and I
Can make it last long as we try.
PARKING LOT LOVE
Hurry up love, but smooth and quick
For all the privacy we've got;
Finish with a slippery lick
And exit from the parking lot.
DOUBTS
She doubts me and I doubt her
About how true we are apart.
We told each other how we were
Before we met. Apart we start
To thinking that the other's gone
Found someone else and got it on.
STOP WATCH
Break the watch and step from time,
The world behind us frozen where
You watch your step or have to climb
From descending arc's despair.
Break the watch and walk away
From the hungry public stare.
Left alone, and like you say,
So happy that it isn't fair.
CAT'S CRADLE
A cradle's made to rock a baby.
A cradle made for cats
From string between your fingers, maybe,
Is the kind of cradle that's
Not made to rock the cat to sleep,
But for attention it can keep,
Changing hands and changing form,
Hands tied but the cradle's warm.
PEOPLE
Think about them
Talk about them
Love them best you can;
When you doubt them,
Do without them,
Hand it over to the Man.
They won,
You're done;
Trapped you, caught you all alone.
You hold
Untold
Bags you wish you didn't own
But thrown away like other folks
Who cry and laugh at all your jokes.
PSYCHEDELIC REVELEE
(GETTING UP LATE)
Heavenly blue and violet shades
Of morning-glory splendor
Backdrops windowpane sunglades.
Jimi's Stratocaster Fender
Purple Haze and Foxy Lady.
Orange sunshine gets over shady
Light and morning-glories close.
Eyes open like a Portland rose.
LUPUS
You can't wait to fall asleep
While the wolf's a distant howl;
Just close your eyes--you're counting sheep
And waking up to hear its growl
That makes hair stand and chills the bone.
Roll from bed, let go a groan--
The wolf is at the door, again.
You drive it back to its cold den.
mail: John Wester
