Oct 19 2005
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
Oct 19 2005
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.
Oct 19 2005
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.
Oct 19 2005
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]
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
Oct 18 2005
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.
Oct 18 2005
Haiku – Wildflower Spring
by Sander Roscoe Wolff ©
Wildflower spring is
Exploding across meadows;
Dew clings to petals.
Oct 18 2005
Haiku – Happy
by Sander Roscoe Wolff ©
I wanted to be
Happy but then realized
I already was.
Oct 18 2005
Grains
by Sander Roscoe Wolff ©
This old woman’s body,
With bones and hair
Thinning, with
Stones forming, and
Mind going, still
Pulses with an
Undeniable energy.
Oct 18 2005
Girl On A Swing
by Sander Roscoe Wolff ©
Dark eyes shine,
reflecting trees and skies
as they fly by.