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Lullabying
It Tonight
By
I want to kiss the belly
of a Buddha and dance through babies dreams laughing them to sleep, with time
and those hours locked tight in my fist.
I’d wish to have Kerouac
through my veins, Hepburn in my spine, Garcia my soul, and Dylan on my lips.
I’d swim in warm gardenia
bathtubs and wear footy pajamas
with a peanut butter stuck mouth and honey suckle tears.
I’d lay in hammocks all
day with you,
reading,
trying a little tenderness,
wrapped up tightly in golden delicious, warm and soft.
I’d paint every piece of
it.
I’d smile through the stars,
waving as they lit it up for you to see.
And I’d laugh forever
riding on bicycle baskets with nowhere to go, running naked through those bed
times.
And I would read out loud
for hours when there were none to go by, drinking Gatsby, and gin and tonics.
Big banding it, with bow ties soft white lights, lakeside.
I’d skip rocks and juggle
oranges,
and smile through and through.
Through child like innocence
and premature wisdom
laughing at a fist full
of no’s
Dancing this lullaby through you.