Island Time

 

Arrived on an isle in Mexico

made art for a small museum

rode a bike along the limestone

 

searching for a different dream to be in

 

saw Selena in her garden

hanging her clothes up on the line

could not manifest my feelings

 

her dirty little feet looked so fine

 

bottled beers in the sand

and margaritas in my hand

 

pulled in 20 pesos a day

weren't too many words that I could say

 

she wore a white dress with red flowers

acoustic music filled the air

we danced in the main square of downtown

 

soon the locals began to stare

 

crumbling Mayan ruins in the sun

think Caribbean stole my pride

a slow and simple way of life

 

could've been any day that I died

 

bottled beers in the sand

and margaritas in my hand

 

pulled in 20 pesos a day

weren't too many words that I could say

 

careened through crystal clear blue waters

barracudas smiling with big teeth

no thoughts or feelings 'bout farmers daughters

 

felt a beautiful, blissful relief

 

tour boats, tourists and agave

ancient iguanas all around

thought I found what I was looking for

 

but didn't express a single sound

 

bottled beers in the sand

and margaritas in my hand

 

pulled in 20 pesos a day,

but sometimes I'll still wonder

what could've happened if I did stay

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bald and Beautiful

 

power poise keen eagle

paced sneaky snake splay wing

canon marched right regal

talons carve flesh craving                   

 

faster landscapes free rein

mountain bound chain on top

famine banned prey attain

spawn wild guard nonstop

 

graceful wind navigate          

glide above ray shining                                  

salmon earned salivate

haven all day dining

 

loud shrill shear canopy

laughing rare piercing eye

phantom fetch rapidly

strike final stake rest nigh