Chunky's Poem





Sometimes I saw the moon shine down
her face reflected
the back off all her dreams
a laughing stream

But workmen came in hire of order
built a wall that walled her in
to channels that her great grand dame
scored out between adventures

Between the lines
her thoughts flew back to me
and what we were
behind the moon and dreams

And am I hard and wholesome
straight as lance and substance?
you know too I am stuff and nuisance
jester putty
lonesome spineless
but the voice behind inside
that says I am too
I am too your kiss caressed

And are you soft and lithesome distaff
tumble-spill wedded
to your past and future play and 
dreams and feeling just
like you and me

I don't know where your fears should lie
I dare not feel sure enough
to urge you to your madness
but waters rise where love is cast
and don't know where to run