by Robert Lloyd Jaffe
Oh, my wife,
if you only knew,
my eyes of brown
and my heart of blue,
and my ego bold,
and my logic cold
--and my words, that
only the misguided see
as true.
Maybe you have, or maybe
you will (or maybe it
goes deeper still);
but if you really can see within,
you’ll find my strength
is paper thin;
and when you think I rally
on a path, stone-laid,
it is just my trembling hand,
on an amulet of jade.
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ABOUT THE POET ~
I am an observer and listener of the music of life. Where I find cadence, I find my interest and passion directed. It can be sound, light, smell, or purely an experience of thought. The sky, the sea, the mountains, and the machines that allow me to explore those places draw my attention, and give me serenity.
Last updated May 06, 2016