THE HOLLYWOOD RAGE PAGE

I stared at the night sky like stars were diamonds and my eyes were jeweler loupes I stared at the girl who made my heart twirl like a Duncan Imperial top I stared into the crystal ball of my wild gypsy daydreams I stared at the covers of books like they were on this season’s runway I stared at the impending animation of sculptures and paintings I stared at birds flying in formations as if they all got the memo I stared at the brief life of hand held snowflakes I stared at the technicolor dream coats of autumn trees I stared at window displays and gave voices to mannequins I stared into the whirligig wake of my past I stared into my Wild West of my future I stared at scrapbook pictures and wished I was in all of them I stared at album covers and pretended that the singers were the friends who knew me best. I stared at dogs and wished they knew my name I stared at parades that moved like never ending rivers I stared at my babysitters and whispered, “I love you.” I stared at windows, wat...

Keep the kisses That I will never return Keep the dances That I will never share Keep the ball That I will never catch Keep the hand That I will never touch Keep the songs That I will never sing Keep the babies That I will never meet Keep the tenderness That I will never feel Keep the tears That I will never brush away With the magic wand Of my finger Which will land At the feet Of my chair That sits like A broken-hearted dog Staring at the door Waiting For me to come home And then one day Release them all Like a sudden burst  of  Wedding day doves Sent  Fluttering for the heavens Where I will sit And wait For word That our love And our faith Have survived.