Archive for October, 2005

Oct 19 2005

Lickety Split

Published by under Poetry

Lickety Split
by Sander Roscoe Wolff ©

I love to see you smile
as pleasure plays upon your face.
This sweet embrace, a sticky kiss,
dissolves the self into a bliss
that runs from nose to tippy toes
and back again.

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Oct 19 2005

Justice

Published by under Poetry,Politics

Justice
by Sander Roscoe Wolff ©

How do we know right from wrong?

Why do the strong abuse the weak,
the smart mock we that are slow?

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Oct 19 2005

It’s Inappropriate

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It’s Inappropriate
by Sander Roscoe Wolff ©

It’s inappropriate to touch your thigh
To breathe softly on your neck
To brush my fingers across your cheek
It’s inappropriate to taste your skin
To thrill at the quick intake of breath
To slide my hands slowly down your back

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Oct 19 2005

I Go

Published by under Poetry

I Go
by Sander Roscoe Wolff ©

This moment expands,
Stretching out beyond my knowing.
Your hands hold my head as
Your tears touch me.
I comfort you in your grief,
Smile gently to ease your loss,
And do not speak of the pain that
Rends us.

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Oct 19 2005

How To Bury A Quaker

How To Bury A Quaker
by Sander Roscoe Wolff ©

I drop the kids off at the pool,
Bake a brownie,
Make doughnuts,
Make some non-edible play-doh, and
Deliver an apple brown betty.

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Oct 19 2005

Honey Cake

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Honey Cake
by Sander Roscoe Wolff ©

Cream the sugar, smooth butter and brown
Cinnemon’s scent, its earthy color,
Blends with dark coffee and honey
A whole cup, sticky and sweet,
Melting in the warmth.
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Oct 19 2005

Here Like You [Lyric]

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Here Like You [Lyric]
by Sander Roscoe Wolff ©

Seasons come and seasons go
Ocean tides, they ebb and flow
Here, like you, then gone too soon,
Drawn by the pull of the moon

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Oct 18 2005

Here Is My Home

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Here Is My Home
by Sander Roscoe Wolff ©

The world, these days, seems like such a small place.
Their fingers touch as they walk,
and he almost feels her sweet breath in his ear
as they talk by phone.

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Oct 18 2005

Haiku – Wildflower Spring

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Haiku – Wildflower Spring
by Sander Roscoe Wolff ©

Wildflower spring is
Exploding across meadows;
Dew clings to petals.

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Oct 18 2005

Haiku – Happy

Published by under Poetry

Haiku – Happy
by Sander Roscoe Wolff ©

I wanted to be
Happy but then realized
I already was.

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