Saturday, March 21, 2026

 


Dancing With Anne

I danced with Anne imagining
and chasing her around 
found her in a fountain once
and dove in nearly drowned.

Just a little fantasy
a dream that I direct
writer producer everything
PG rated no sex. 

Goddess of great writing
teacher in my school
I never sent you poetry
I was such a tool. 

Reading your poem  
Her Kind. 

I've been to Salem too 
burnt thigh ribs cracked
you write it out and
Poe's impressed

What the hell was that?

Preachers still a problem
for all of us these days
christians about burning
bombs and logs that wave

There's a long tradition
Billy Graham Nix
deep anger in the vest
perhaps

now pulling 
in war chests. 

So maybe soon we dance a bit   
when the war comes here ?

It's safer in the clouds
at least for me  
No worms about
no grades to count

no chance you'll want my body.

I am one of those in fact
men who want to run
when they see a woman
would love to marathon.

But, you know, another fountain
wouldn't be too bad
with some music on the edge
don't let the tunes get wet.

It's all imagination
I need to find a course
with a woman poet
who is a moving force.

Crazy but not overboard
loves being alive
so I can sleep in class
again

pay medicare say hi! 

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