A Part Of Me Died Yesterday

Yesterday I laughed a lot
then cried and cried alone.
I loved deeply and devotedly
for she loved me as her own.

Within myself have I retreated
the pain too much to bare.
No one can ever really know
the sorrows hidden there.

Morning dawn erased the night
braced myself to face the day.
Realizing as I knew I would
a part of me died yesterday

Thoughts of her do a dance
maybe I stop and reflect too long
but whenever I have done that
can hear so clearly our song.

What is it I'm supposed to do?
I'm learning each step along the way
A very slow walk as you must know
seldom knowing what I need to say.

A visitor or even a phone call
makes me stumble in some way
realizing as I knew I would
a part of me died yesterday.

Packing clothes or other things
that labor of love I can feel
Each break from the chores
reminds me I love her still.

Often the house seems empty
I walk around as if trying to see
if more than her spirit is lingering
with her reaching out to me.

Birds called me awake this morn
on the porch to hear what they say
realizing as I knew I would
a part of me died yesterday.

Del Cano 2008 April

Don't Put Me On Your Pedestal

Uh uh, don't put me on your pedestal
I've struggled my way through it all.
Grabbed hold of many a wrong handle
studying life along the way having a ball.

Don't you dare lift me beyond you
we all came out of the same dirty pool
Main difference being I looked critically
before stepping out joining another fool.

I took the steps to first fail before success
found its direction and landed at my door
while others looked on in disbelief or fear
choosing me as the measure or score.

Still see them in humorous laughter
pointing out he's at it again about to fail
but they so often missed the point
misfortune comes before the idea sails.

After so many attacks and disgruntled
motions from their ill conceived beliefs
I arrived, cultivated my own level playing field
and kept it in the face of leaders and chiefs.

Don't mistake my confident strut
for some uppity cross class binge
though many can't deal with my mind
I step out of the box they get unhinged.

You see, I learned years ago
its not me with the problem, its you
I get done what they say I'm not able
but my persistence pays in what I do.

While you invest so much effort
in trying to keep me in some isolation
I'm busy smiling and doing my thing
with not the least bit of hesitation.

Now some want to look up to me
uh uh, don't. Just look straight in my face
at the level you are and you might find
I am not nor do I ever allow action's disgrace.

I keep my head held up high in confidence
like anyone who knows what it takes to achieve.
I cannot be counted in that group who falters
bow their heads, pack up and then leave.

No, not me baby, I'm a stick to it sort of guy
I keep on smiling in the face of adversity
even while the world laughs and jokes
my process rolls on to more lucid diversity.

I've achieved that unique situation
of a love as well as a hate observation
some see me as the nice poetic bard
ignoring how I live and work so damn hard.

I learned to love to a monster degree
letting others ignore passion's participation
keeping up such a torrid pace they can't fathom
and end up in a whirlwind of frustration.

No, don't you dare place me there
on some tainted pedestal of your desire.
If you could only stop trying to put me done
you might find that match to light "YOUR" fire.

Del Cano 2008 April

About Her

Its been nearly twenty five years
almost to the very day we met.
Heaven's doors swung open widely
sending her with love's caring net.

Never before had I known
love as freely as she could give
nor until she came along
had life been so easy to live.

Heaven spilled it's soul that day
knowing I needed her with me
and ever since that time love
opened wider so I could see.

My love was an encourager
believing nothing could get in our way.
Once we jointly decided a goal
love exploded into each day.

She was a light touching many
reached even when hands were closed.
Raising to the surface heaven's soul
least that's what I always supposed.

For years, though suffering
she kept her spirits quite high
and shined her light brightly
as if it beamed up in the sky.

No one could have loved me more
bringing blessings with such power.
Most measure by the years
ours moved with every hour.

Today was the opening of a new season
her blossoms reminded me it was spring.
And as I kissed her "So Long", for now
couldn't help but hear the song we sing.

This morning heaven's doors opened again
waving her right back from where she came.
Though life will go on with thoughts of her
living without her will never, ever be the same.

My love, Judy, died at 9:17 this morning.March,20.

Your Waves Caressed Me

Mind rustling in the tid bits
even opening up for a knew look
Is it a calling to one's soul
or pages of a secret book.

Felt the fluttering waves
its the stimuli you've sent
In the middle of midnight sun
you called me to get bent.

Darkness hovered the night
silence from all other source
My whispered words calling
as cracks arise in my voice.

Your waves caressing me
those whispers reaching a peak
I tossed and turned in utter need
my body could not be meek.

I opened my eyes to a vision
you sitting at the edge of the bed.
That smile bringing in the sun
and all that light began to spread.

The tidbits became a united scene
your body reached out to all of me
Before I could see it coming
I floated off in ecstasy.

Del Cano 2008 February

Ahhh, Yes!

Like the sensuousness
of the expectant arrival of a lover
I can sense the warmth radiating.

Can feel the nature
of it all
as if one's finger tip is
sliding across full lips
in anticipation of that
long awaited kiss
with full embrace.

After such a long dry spell
the power of lust reaching
nearly explosive levels
wearing anticipation
to shreds.

All those sighs,

daily glances
to see is it time yet
time to bury ones self
in the magic of it all.

Can you see it?
Can you sense it?
Does the idea of that
warm embrace
stir your emotions?
Cause your breath to
quicken,

your heart rate to
increase?

Isn't it marvelous
to know Spring
will be here soon.

Ahh, yes!

Del Cano 2008 February

Nothing But to Respond

As I get chills from even
the thought
I can feel her fingertips
skiing down my back.
My spine sending out alerts.

My neck and shoulders flutter
can feel the rippling affect slide
all the way to my toes which
curl in an uncontrollable way.

When she embraces me I quake
as if an eruption was about to occur
and I can see the thrill of it all
as if lava was flowing red hot.

My body has no control at all
when in the magic of her kiss
and sensuality screams in a torrid
full bodied enveloped exhale.

I am left with nothing
but to respond,
but to try to inhale all of her in
a single breath.

To take in ever fiber of her
which performs a dance
of delight on my nerves.
Invites my every sense
to open to the spilling.

Nothing, I mean nothing
has such a total affect
on my being.
as her touch.

Nothing raises my desire
as much as her kiss.
Nothing causes such
a robust response
as her eyes do when
begging me to take the
lead in our sail off
to Ecstasy.

Del Cano 2008 March

Cleaning Out My Closets

I've got to clean out my closets
too many sorry's lingering there.
Just today heard from one who
now wants to clear up the air.

What? A so called friend
who just faded out of my view
now wants to come back, be close
and tell me what I should do?

Oh, no, I'm cleaning out my closets
too many sorry's lingering round.
Many seem not to consider emotions
when wasted can drag you down.

What makes people feel
they can go flitting over the world
then come racing back to you
ready to dance and twirl.

I've got way too much junk
piled behind a closed door
friends, long gone and lovers
who left but a scar and sores.

There is no reason to keep
in my closets all this junk.
One day one came by, been so long
that time they called me hunk.

Got a box of new trash bags
making sure they won't break.
Getting rid of every bit of this stuff
some real while others a fake.

All these sorrys lingering
taking up precious space.
One by one I'm tossing them out
with a big naughty grin on my face.

Del Cano 2008 January