i wonder sometimes
who i am
as look to the past
for a clue

never lived inside a box
that defined myself
of what I liked or didn’t

every person place and thing
that crossed my path
was always the right place and time

yacht cruises and limos
champaign and the opera
the theatre and gentlemen

smoky bars and Harley rides
then beers w/tequila chasers
rock and roll , tattoo arms
and heavy metal bands

rodeos and cowboy hats
country songs, folk guitar
the two step and Jack Daniel’s

southern charm and dixie jazz
hanging with good ole boys
swaying to blues in southside Chicago
making friends with a ghetto man
i even loved a girl back then
she taught me the taste of a woman

small towns, city life
mountains, deserts, and islands
churches, ashrams and orphanage
nuns, teachers and an avatar
been a mom
been a wife
and several careers

the list could go international
if i dared to name them all

some were lovers
some were friends
some were pleasure
some were pain
and i found i molded myself
to experience what i am

i seem to live in a
golden sphere that
blends into my life
a university of sorts
that creates a perpetual student

each came to me
as something different
in my effort to experience it all

one common thread
through out this journey
was the strength of the
power of love

and life’s not over
i’ll learn more lessons
finding more mirrors
of my soul

i wonder sometimes
who she is
and if I’ll ever know


debby