Street roots., October 12, 2012, Page 13, Image 13

street roots
Oct. 12, 2012
Thirsty
By Cathy Peary
No longer content - in flow haze...
Who does that - me, the love.
I give up everything had,
To you my handsome dove.
Say to me — oh fulsome one
Yours must be the maze
For another longing yearn
I gave to the pipes-no song in return
Within plenty-without dead
So goes the wondering
Accept the cherubic crime
You and I — above the somber — sing
Ever lasting pierce of time.
#!?&
By Cassidy Morse
I forget and you say goodbye.
The mirror reflect the rafters
As I adjust my tie.
Old man dodging
among the trash
By Jay Thiemeyer
he had a way
with his one eye
if he sensed you looking
as he rummaged in the urn
he’d dart it out and up
at you
like it had a life of its own,
or all the life left in him,
insisting straight out: “Why am I here
and not you? Why are you there
and not me?” As quick as that
the eye darted back
and he proceeded with business as usual
Fallen Off
the Edge
By A rt Garcia
One more lung full of oxygen
Flow out with my soul.
Get out of the burning car
That’s wrapped around a pole.
Misery may invite thee,
With a sad middle finger
Step off of the chair and the odor will linger.
My nails bitten down
To the quick.
One last shutter it sounds
From the heels last click.
"Fallen Off the Edge" is a chronicle
of one man's experiences after returning
from the Vietnam War. Told through the
eyes of Street Roots columnist Art
Garcia, this book celebrates the major
victories born from a series of
questionable choices. Art's jocular
storytelling takes the reader along with
him in and out of the California prison
system over the course of 10 years until
he found the strength and courage to
pull himself up from the fall.
The book is available online at www.
blurb.com under searchword Art Garcia.