Your presence fondles me
touches my sensitive soul
reaches out and massages
like fingertips of gold
When you enter my sight
always a fluttering feel
the radiance you bring
peaceful and so still
Even when you are not
within my senses sight
thinking of you is warmth
chocolate on a cool night.
Your presence fondles me
caresses my every part
manipulates my senses
penetrates deep into my heart.
Del Cano 2004 November
Think I'll call off today
lack of interest to address
any of the issues of now
I truly confess.
I'll slide back inside
my warm cocoon lair.
Skip this day's problems.
Poof! Off into the air.
Think I'll ignore today
tomorrow can come early
don't wish to be sour
nor brash and not surly.
If I can skip today
refuse to face reality
get a break from the horrors
the weight of mentality.
I know it will be there
when I open my cocoon
but a day of respite
cannot come too soon.
I'll just call off today
relax and be at ease
start tomorrow off
joyfully, if you please.
Del Cano 2004 November
Feel like a magic man touching soul's hearts
stirring the pot of emotions at the start
and when all have been finally touched
lay down and take my rest, earned so much
at times feels like I wanna jump n shout
then just look at all and start to pout
but when my bare feet hit the floor
my soul awakens and I hit the door
to seek all who swims in the dark
take my stroll, barefoot, in the park.
DelCano 2004
What’s the real meaning
When life tells us a lie
And each time you reach
The ideal seems to die.
No matter the content
We all know it’s true
The real world is false
the lie stares back to you.
I fight for all I am
And try to help the rest
But at times the goals fail
Even as I target the best.
But, no matter what
I see it thru my eyes
The whole story of this life…
so full of big white lies.
Del Cano
I am one who has been trying
like you said to pass on the truth
yet words seem to fall on deaf ears
I aint hip enough for our youth
day after day the echo of guns
sends out such a piercing sound
tomorrow another brother lost
no longer gonna be around
as I go visit mama and who else
can't miss it in the street or walk
"stunning", no matter how often I see
his life outlined... drawn in chalk.
Del Cano 2004
But, did you not see
the shadow at your shoulder?
Have you no recall
of my promise to be there,
to assist you in times of trouble?
Has thou heart been so heavy
you lost a wing? Oh, to fly again
and breathe the scents of the heavens
whilst a whisper of the breeze
featherly, and caress they breast.
As the the blossoms of Spring
burst its' marvelous array
to soothe thy soul.
Like the forsythia, painting
its annual yellow cloud burst;
Speaking only a language of comfort.
Have thou wings forgotten
how to lift thee back into
the "canopy of the evening"?
O dear, I pray thou has not succumbed
to the travesty, in a world
seeming crazy by repetition
Which is madness anyway!
Del Cano 2004
I recognize not the face
Nor even know their name
I guarantee the outcome
Will surely be the same
They come one by one
To fetch a favor from you
Cause there is dire need
To get a dollar or two.
Yet each time I offer
To take them for some work
There comes many an excuse
and think me but a jerk.
Yet I keep trying to change
The wrong which I see
And try to make a difference
within our community.
But each time that you
Succumb to the motley fool
And purchase what he’s selling
You break the golden rule.
What you seem to forget
Each time you buy his deal
Is that you may be his next victim
From whom he chose to steal.
If you only think a bit
You could bring it to a halt
Cause every time he steals
You carry some of the fault
It makes me really sad
To see how weak we are
To allow this degradation
To continue on so far.
I have not need to recognize
The face nor even the name
If we do not change our ways
The outcome remains the same.
Del Cano 2003
