Marc Carver- Two Poems

LOU

 

A song wanders around my mind

like a lost man looking for his hotel room

all he wants to do

is find a place to rest his head

and sleep.

 

It promises

a time

a day to come

a park and a movie

and some sangria too

It is sang gently by many

and sometimes by one.

 

It comes after death

as so many things do

Good to leave something behind

even if

it is not quite perfect.

 

 

 

The old in and out

 

In and out

so many good things in life go in and out.

We eat and out it comes

we sleep and out of sleep we come.

We fall in love and we fall out of love.

We become friends then we fall out.

We come into the world and we fall out of it

like a falling tree.

We think we are in

but really we are out.

We want to be in

then we know we are better being out.

We want to be inside then we want to  be out.

In out

shake it all about

neither matters too much

so don't forget to

start with the in

then worry about the out