Old Nuggets Pt1

Some of us are born writers our souls spilling over words.   So today I am perusing the old stuff - the embarrassing stuff I wrote when I was in my teens and 20's mining for any little gold nugget that might have spilled out.  Books and books and books of  drivel :-) but it is my drivel.  There were a few in there that I liked even 20 something years later.  

To Paul   August 12, 1983

We fit together like ducks and water.  

Yet I'm a lone duck on the water

even when I am with you.  

Cool photo by Jeremias Stelter.
More of his work here jeremiasstelter.com
Go check it out.  

I cannot have you to hold

No, you slip through my fingers

like so many droplets of water

You are simply to admire 

for your clarity

and sincere simple beauty

to glide along your surface

Only sometimes will I venture

beneath your surface

to sound the depths of you

For you are deep

and I, alas,

am not a good swimmer.  

Untitled 1984-5

I know I am a fool

For every time I look

into your eyes

I see the same thing

And I know it's not the same

for you as me

Your soul's not there

And when you catch me looking

I turn away

and tell you nothing's wrong.