Friday, March 27, 2009


These are my brothers
For all that they're worth
Full of laughs in their world of mirth
Always the clowns at everything
In my observation they make the world
A bit brighter
Creating smiles upon peoples faces
The ones who seem to be going through paces
Who struggle to get by each day
The ones who don't have much to say
I have seen these two brothers of mine
Put smiles upon those faces
And joy into their hearts

© 2009 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved

"My New Home"

Sorry fella this is my place
I have no illusions about moving
Winter is just around the corner
So unless you have plans of improving
My situation which is close at hand
Soon little ones will be here to tend
For now I need plenty of rest
My intentions were not to offend
This spring the premises will be vacated
From then on this place is all yours
Best you close the lid on my nest
And remain at your place indoors

© 2009 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved

"Silent Room"

Meaningless clothespins that hang in a row
The drooping cord in a silent room
Hands that once touched them
Long gone over the horizon where once flowers bloomed
I used to make her necklaces from flowers
They always made her smile
She never told me those dandelions were only weeds
In that room where those clothespins still hang
I sat upon the chair and watched her
In that flower print dress
Dust particles filtered in sunlight
Her song could be heard
Then momentarily she would pinch her cheeks
In anticipation of her man
An airplane mechanic once
He had learned how to soar into the skies
Taking her with him
Into the heights beyond
Upon my own reflection
Those clothespins are not as meaningless
That is why they continue to hang in a row
As I look upon the wall

© 2009 Moses Lestz - All Rights Reserved