I wrote these two on the last day of March. First is a short one, then a cheesetacular ghazal.
To My Adorable Mormon Friend Who Can Only Giggle
Nervously and Exclaim, "You're Such a Lady," When I Find
Myself Flustered and Holler, for Example, "Fuck a Duck!"
No, it's true, I really am a Lady, it's just this mouth. You'll
forgive me when I tell you I won it off a sailor in an
all-night game of cards. I liked the way it grinned
See the way she cares for you, see her face so gay;
she once said a prayer for you somewhere along the way.
When you met there riverside that breezy sunfilled day,
before you knew she fell for you somewhere along the way.
You never know just who you’ll meet, nor what path life will take
And you and she took different turns somewhere along the way
Now she goes here, now you go there, both busy, doing well,
you make some plans to settle down somewhere along the way.
And it might happen, down the road, but then, as sure as hell
You’ll find your life is taking you somewhere along the way.
You’ll come and go, and so will she, both living for the days
that you can meet
all night skies and sweet smiles
here and there
along the way.