Breakfast
bohemian
eggs, cheese and salad
ballet on a plate.

Water from the wishing well
I made a wish
but I won't tell.

And the sun winds its warmth about my body.

cartwheels across the floor
She asks,
whatya doing those for
and I reply
why not.

Friday
so commonplace and with a common face too.

I'm homing in and the target is you
eyes locked
and then what do I do?
Father really should have given me
that talk.

Changed out of my dungarees
cleaned the spuds from my ears
and now wearing clean duds
I feel
like a new man

now
don't go getting ideas.