SELECTED POEMS Farewell
A Toast
Bestest Pi Ever
My π
His Face
Tears
Honey's Gone
Shakespearean Sonnet
Haiku
To a Loved One who has died
| | My π My pi
After sex but before sleep,
I, lying awake, a vigil do keep --
A vigil of solace and comfort from woe
For I watch o'er my Love as to sleep he doth go,
And the pattern of beauty inscribed in his face
Inspires me with hope for myself, and my race;
And it fills me with pride that a creature so rare
Lies asleep in the dawn in my arms, in my care. |
