I Wasn't Suppose To Love You

I wasn't suppose to care

nor give my heart its due.

This whole thing was a set up

I wasn't suppose to love you.

 

We planned to be close

maybe like real good friends.

Before I knew... it happened

now on you my life depends.

 

Seems now my whole life

dangles on seeing you

dreams, day time thoughts

soaked thru and thru.

 

I imagine your visit

on the dark side of midnight

lasting and lingering

till dawn's early light.

 

The relationship was an affair

then feelings got complex.

A hell of a lot more to me

than simply real good sex.

 

Now I am wallowing

in all which you now do

and frankly not worrying that

I wasn't suppose to love you.

 

Del Cano 2006 June

Don't Give Up

All those things which others got
could not have been for you.
Hopes and dreams are dependant
on what you yourself must do.

As far as loosing everything
I've been there a time or two
but I'll be damn if I give up
and I'll win before it's through.

Go ahead, scream out your pain
tell the world how life really seems.
I been to hell and back more than once
but I will not give up my dreams.

Del Cana  2003 March

A Day As A Professional Fisherman

On Saturday morning Judy went thru a deeper than normal coughing spell to get cleared up for the day. The albuteral thru the nebulizer took two treatments to level her breathing so I didn't go fishing. Stayed close in all day long. Was determined to go Sunday and she encouraged it too. Tho I had the will I just wasn't totally comfortable in leaving her and didn't want to infringe on other's holiday time to sit with her. Instead I went a few blocks down the street to Fairgrounds Park.
 
Upon my arrival about 7ish I noticed the larger than normal crowds and the huge flocks of geese and mallards making a lovely morning picture on and near the lake. After strolling around the East section of the lake and walking across the old but beautiful bridge I decided to try a bit of fishing. Anticipating lots of small fish I only put a piece of a worm on my hooks and proceeded to lounge in my cloth chair and sip orange flavored Gatorade. I stood up to greet an old face who recognized me and one of the lines indicated a bite. I reeled in a nice but small catfish. Returned it to the water and cast back out. Before I could seat the pole in the rod holder another bite was felt and I reeled another in and put it back in the water. This situation was repeated countless times till in short time a crowd had gathered around me to watch. The constant activity drew more and more people who were not having the same luck as me. As the crowd grew larger and a few cast their lines near me with no luck they became talkative and inquisitive.
 
I was asked if I was a professional fisherman just slumming at the park today. Another wondered if I could teach him to catch and release like me. Still others wondered if I had special gear even though it was obvious I was using one of the familiar low end fishing outfits I carry just for panfish. The fish seemed to jump on my line. I didn't tell anyone I had a small spoon and spinner lure attached to the line just above the hook. When it hits the water it flashes light which attracts the fish.
 
Someone said he's caught and released 50 so far. Another said, no, I counted 61. I had no idea because of the interaction with the crowd and wondered how many I caught before my audience arrived. A young fella asked if I minded if he kept a few of the cats for fish stew and ran to get a bucket. I recalled counting 11 which I put in his bucket as he joyfully clapped while the process was going on. I used only a tip of a worm for each cast and most times just pulled that piece back down to cover the tip of the hook. Out of the many catches I made then I caught a few small striped bass and at least a few sunfish but the vast majority of the catches were catfish. They were mainly from 5 inches to maybe 8 to 10 inches long. A couple would have made a nice meal but I refused to break the aura I was in making so many catches so fast.
 
I was there in my professional fishing mode about 2 hours and frankly I got tired of the action and told the crowd, to their collective sighs, that it was time for me to go home. Thru my packing up stage I was asked when I would return and if I could teach them to catch fish like that. It was a wonderful and thrilling experience and I am sure I will wonder if I cast into a large school of hungry fish or the shinny spinning lure did the trick.
 

Del Cano 2006 June

The Old Poetry Man

I write words the best I can
tho they may dangle or hang.
Each one is part of an attempt
for me to get the biggest bang.

No matter how much I struggle
or the effort I put into it
I always get the  feeling
there's just a wee more bit.

Don't get me wrong tho
I enjoy what I do write
Its just the desire to make
the words come out right.

I want them all to touch you
change or fill your emotion
I suppose its more like a balm
the way one rubs on lotion.

My words are targeting
the deepest part of your soul
Hopefully getting you to react
to feelings both new and old.

I just write my words
the very best I can
Maybe that's why I'm called
the Old Poetry Man.

Del Cano 2006 June

Feeling You Near Me

In my half sleep stupor

I can feel you nearby

A soft song being sung

a whisper passing by.

 

I feel your history

love you need to give.

All of life's passion

at your loving will.

 

Nothing less than amazing

we met at the time we did.

No longer need I shun feelings

nor keep them hid.

 

I can pour out my soul

cry if I feel the need.

For the love we share

planted from heaven's seed.

Del Cano 2006  May

If Tomorrow Never Comes/If I Should Die This Peaceful Night

If tomorrow never comes
I've lived my happy days
you've made life wonderful
with your loving ways.
 
If I should die this peaceful night
when all around is dark and still
I couldn't want for more than this:
the love you've given, a dream fulfilled.
 
I couldn't be more sated
in just how it all came out
Loving, sharing, spreading
showing little doubt.
 
When time becomes a fleeting thing
and, at the same time, long and slow
I find the answers within your touch
there, in the love that you've bestowed.
 
If tomorrow never comes
yet, I count this day.
I can not complain in how
you've loved me your way.
 
If I should die this peaceful night
and fail to greet another sunrise
I go with no regrets to voice
having seen eternity in your eyes.
 
Feel so grateful being with you
as if I'd been love's special crumbs.
There'll be a lasting smile beaming
even if tomorrow never comes.
 
I must have done something right this time
to feel such wonder, to be truly amazed
for, if I should die this peaceful night,
I've seen forever within your gaze.
 
 
 
Del Cano 2006 April
Naia, April 2006

Like If A Flower Fell

So many things I could say
so much wish I could tell.
There's specialness bout you
just like if a flower fell.

You are a wonderful friend
fact is I love you quite well.
You brighten my heart's garden
just like if a flower fell.

Serenity beyond words
always making me swell.
Liken to a work of art
just like if a flower fell.

You reach the depths
deep inside my soul's well
So pleasant, sweet and real
just like if a flower fell.

Del Cano 2006 April