Winter Sun

Winter Sun

Winter sun surprises me

In Iowa this year

February is not a time

To sun on the porch

Thoughts of summer

Come back to my world

Surprise is just days away

When we return to snow

Cold wind will blow

A natural confusion expected

Dear me

How long will it be

For another warm day

BGW

Mind-cuffs

Mind-cuffs

From birth you learn

How to control others

As they control you

With rules of everything

Who knows how many

Rules you taught others

Some will be free

To ride a bicycle nude

Some will be uneasy

Just thinking about that

Religion is a controller

With its black book

Nature can slap hard

With poison plants

Kicking and biting

Crushing in all forms

A thrown rock that hits

Is a lifetime remembered

The joy of music

Will swallow your mind

Or be a door to godd

Vibration is all around

Every atom shakes us

Or twirls it's cosmic baton

We spend our lives

In search of keys

To unlock answers 

That never will be known

The mind-cuffs grow 

In units of heavy time

Barry G. Wick

Black Malo: unrequited love

Black Malo: unrequited love

Between lives and beach

He wears a black Malo

With front flap to knees

A second in the back

With strap of cloth folds

Connecting to the knot

Which runs loose between 

The loaves of his buttocks

As he draws in a breath

Scented by thoughts of me

In drape of fundoshi flowers

With his arms as they wave

In red light at sunset

From his lonely dance

As play steps aside

When dream's leaves

Are my rough fingers that

Sail around his brown skin

Barry G. Wick