CHRISTMAS;at Home

A cold white light greets our day.
It is Christmas morning.

My lover and I awaken, and
‘don our gay apparel’
(actually P J’s).

We sit under the Christmas tree,
exchanging small gifts.

We see, hear and feel joy.
The joy of our intimacy,
enhanced by this special day.

We wish you the same.

“MERRY CHRISTMAS”

Puma/MMX

SHADOW (Haiku)

Cumulonimbus/
floating eastward in the wind/
stealing my shadow.

Puma/MMX

SHADOWS I

I live in the shadows of rooms
viewing the world through
Palladium windows.

Sun, stars and storms pass by.
My shadows shield me,
from the wrath outside.

I seek a light, a ray, a hope
within my rooms.
I only encounter a glare.

I don’t hide in the shadows,
but, I can’t escape them.
They are warm.

I return to the womb.
And, as in a Dickinson poem,
I see my own tomb.


Puma/MMX

SHADOWS II

My shadow disappears
under a new moon,
only to re-appear
under artificial light,
taunting me
in a momentary circular dance.

My shadow in full moon
is soft and comforting,
a companion
on my nocturnal journeys.

In the sun my shadow
is stark and ominous
a dimensional figure in high relief,
leading or following me constantly
until I seek refuge in shade.

I create you,
my erstwhile companion,
to befriend me,
but you ignore my plea.

I am only left with dreams
of your presence.


Puma/MMX

DADT IV

I gave my middle finger to 'DADT',
so they could take my index finger.

My middle digit is symbolic,
my index digit is my trigger.

DADT III

'Don't Ask, Don't Tell'.
What's the buzz this day?
Did I hear its death knell,
hey G I, all's O K.

Yes, my son, I know you're gay
and my lesbian daughter too.
Serve out in the sun's ray,
proudly for the red, white and blue.

Puma/MMX

GONE

Gone/Brooklyn
Gone/Grand-Parents
Gone/Parents
Gone/Nuclear Family.

Gone/NYU-FDU
Gone/Army Buddies
Gone/Lovers.

Going/Mind.

Like a rogue Elephant,
solitary wanderer.



Puma/MMIX
Copy right 2009: Tony Puma
‘Voices in my head, verses to be read’.