Watery Eyes So Clearly Focused

Oh gosh my head is swaying and feeling the sentiments,
goshing the corners of my mouth; throwing back
breathless moments.

The sentiments abundant of life full of moments and
watery eyes so clearly focused; there you are, there you are,
you remind me of me.

The pants and loose-fit shirts blowing open. Give me
some touch again, strain my neck from top to bottom.

Please focus the smell and stream of sweat.

Shaky fingers and trembled wrists this boy so sweet,
this girl too young, these imaginary cycles who beat and
beat and patter the rhythms.

Yeep, I am brave hero and pioneer of the west. With boots
kicking air and breaths of sounds – oh gosh, it’s been a ride.

2010 Barry Comer


About Barry Comer

I volunteer as a design and communications consultant with Family Scholar House in Louisville, Kentucky, http://www.familyscholarhouse.org the Democratic Socialists of America http://www.dsausa.org and teach children with emotional and developmental disabilities. I have degrees in art and was an art director for 30 years.
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