Where do I fit in this picture
thought I am,
WE THE PEOPLE
yet, seems every body
including Iraq, Iran, Israel,
the whole world, seems
more important than me.
Where do I fit in this scene
watching money flow freely
while I am being told I am not
qualified.
Oh, need I be a liar like some who
embezzle and plan unlawful stuff
or might I need to help write a drug bill
which does not allow my government to
negotiate with companies to save
WE THE PEOPLE money on drugs.
Where do I fit in this picture? I am an
outsider here in my home.
I call my government and the message
tells me to push #1 if I speak English.
Why do "I" need to push buttons?
Thought I was WE THE PEOPLE.
Find so many obstacles when I need help
Told me I had to wait while WE THE PEOPLE
help establish a working democracy in Iraq.
I must wait till my neighbors recover from their
trips to Iraq while they keep their fingers crossed
in not being victims of that back door draft
and ordered to return.
When I take the recent veteran to the hospital
to get help for ailments since returning home
he is told its in his mind.
Boils and blisters on his skin are mental?
Is there something wrong with my eyes too?
This is how we support the troops?
Where is WE THE PEOPLE?
Have we buried our heads behind an image
which no longer exist or closed our eyes
to the reality which we live under?
Has terrorism put scabs on our hearts
misdirecting our senses?
Where are WE THE POEPLE?
Del Cano 2006 September
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
WE,THE PEOPLE
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
Need No New Face
Tuesday, September 19, 2006
As When I Searched The Depths Of You
toss out the crud of life and live
as if the world hugged you for you
and the love and passion you can give.
Allow the salacious bubble to rise
as when I searched the depth of you.
Found precious caresses and feelings
pouring love like a dam broke thru.
Let me wrap my arms around you
allowing the passion to soak within.
Stroke up and enliven your soul
as if passion fire were sin.
For, if only a moment, let me reach
the core of your being you hide.
Take a chance to again float
and let all the senses take a ride.
Like waiting in a field of orchids
or tulips in the breeze a sway.
Tender are the wonderings
I always wished I could say.
Stand tall, you wonderous woman
let the pain spill on a free fall.
Let the angst of life flutter on by
allow your self a momentous ball.
Whats wrong with sharing passions
or stroking again a mental kiss.
Damn, damn sweet thang
you so draw me in like this.
Forgive my directness
if it steps too hard on your toes.
But you gotta feel my wantings
is what all of us want and knows.
Take this hug I'm sending
wrap it round real tight.
And when you are lonesome
whisper for me at night.
Del Cano 2006 September
To my friend Angel who is suffering with the Blues.
Wednesday, September 13, 2006
Hey Man, Why You Questioning Me
Monday, September 11, 2006
Fishing and Communing
One catfish came home with me
the others wait for another day
but I so appreciate its presence
when things work out this way.
Alone it makes a good meal
but it needs to be shared
Frozen in the freezer till another
from the lake can be spared.
It is part of my rejuvenation
the nature show never grows old.
Like reaching out to you
it jump starts my very soul.
So serene the water lies
a cool breeze blew in on me.
Fish, geese, furry mammals
roamed about quite cheerfully.
I cast a lure in the placidness
watched ripples fade away.
I'm sure I missed a few bites
but I had such a pleasant day.
Even the knowledge
you were just off beyond
felt magical to my emotions
as if you waved a magic wand.
Went fishing and communing today
rebuilt my soul engine's delight
Can rest in peace and quiet refrain
and sleep thru out the night.
Del Cano 2006 August
Thursday, September 7, 2006
You Might Not Conceive
You have no idea the flavor
I see and taste from you.
When I let my mind wander
you are there thru and thru.
You might not conceive
how the want of you can last.
Like a chocolate eclair
or wine in a crystal glass.
You have no idea the limits
you take my mind's array
or how much we share within
thru the hours of the day.
I wear you like a crown
my sweet and sultry Queen
for all the passions visited
the most I've ever seen.
You strike chords galore
and smile me a bright day.
While forever drifts on along
I hold you special in my way.
Often you are but a sigh
a delicious dream come true.
While my life meanders on
it always includes you.
Del Cano 2006 August