Poets, Poems, and Exegetes

The world like a leaf falls Swirling in the wind Men will understand what they want to believe I write only as a friend Mentoring words from webs of meaning The pictures framed are wrong Shadows have shape from angle of the light Where I investigate The theories of symbols and interpretation It is neither flirtation nor fascination Rinse the page upon the eye And see the sentence outside the mind Like street girls waiting for a ride To a better life. This poet is not drawn to virtual things Genuine tributes must be told Where deepest our treasured centered holds The hankering of the flesh for life from life The singing in the loins Against the vigilance of death Too vain too vain you make the mouth profound with common words.