Violin c.1999

She having the shape and contour, fine, sound
Instrument playing me, tunes unwritten,
Unrehearsed concertos played dually,
When the unwelcome third arrives, listen,
Discord, and non harmonious noises
Caterwaul, as he wishes, together
They would be alone, celebrating all
Rich sounds they do create, moaning, gasping
Breaths, resting only to taste each others
Salt, pouring melodiously, liken
Unto rain, cleansing, blessing unions
Lacking chaste qualities, but felt, as bow
Drags itself across treble strings, tuning
Out the world, as the melody plays on…

Entity c.1984

Wrapped in a life, drowned in complexity-
It stands alone, it is the Entity.
While trying to join, it is split in two;
Not always one, it is seldom a crew.
Diversity, argument, tag along,
They point out, where Entity, did some wrong.
For once wanting everyone to agree,
That blame should not be placed on Entity.
Sometimes correct, usually obverse-
Trying to push forward, still in reverse.
Jumping about, not staying in one’s place,
Knowing the person, not seeing the face.
It is wanting to say that all is clear,
Only able to see things that are near.
Missing at once the distant pinnacle-
While able to act oh so cynical,
About the minute detail it let past,
Faulting pages of life turned way too fast.
Sometimes omniperceptive, most times blind,
To the facts and trivia, it will find.