BIRTHDAY POEM
the Sun glaring
through a hole
in the bedroom curtains
it’s early morning
so naturally, everything looking
to the East
I need words though
am desperate for words
to describe what I am seeing for you
or to create a mantra
same-old, same-old
will just not
cut it today
on your birthday
I flail around in my tired old way
driven to write, to find
perfect thing
to say
for the sake of friendship, legendary friendship
fall back on the
old mythologies paradoxically of rebirth and
renewal
today in this sign of Scorpio
sign of death and
yes, resurrection
but
renewal will do
yes renewal and fresh, re-born energy
would be such a blessing
for you
on your birthday
this special November day