'unseasonal fruit'

'unseasonal fruit' timothy r gates, 11/18/2012

dreaming of surreality,
your eyes fixed with mine
climbing one another's frame,
Song of Solomon's inspiration -
cedar shoots
grape clusters entwined with apple sprigs
the aroma of apple peels, with
sweet ginger,
this winter night's dream prays for
unseasonal fruit

'when i was a boy' or 'things change to stay the same'

'when i was a boy' or 'things change to stay the same' timothy r gates, 11/06/2012



was told, 'blacks are fine in their place'

-none were invited to ours

was told, 'queers go to hell'

-a beloved uncle being found out, died

was told, 'women were under men's authority'

-heard many beat and no one spoke up



still told, 'they're taking our jobs'

-none rushing to them, or the jobs

still told, 'gays are fine in their place'

-none invited to lead the prayer group

still told, 'women are free to do anything they want'

-none free to do what they're told they cannot



was told, still being told

-like an old revival meeting,

run down the isle,

grab the rail

-all praise their god

as long as things change to stay the same.'





*Yes, many things have improved a thousand percent compared to my youth, yet if you ask the right questions

you'll find that much of the old bigotries still exist, only in different outfits and masks, plus reversing some of them at time, but not forgetting the old one either, and absolutely making the white

northern liberalism's hypocrisy observed in my youth not unlike the pious love sermons of today, still ultimately requiring others to fit how they're told to fit and 'you'll then go far.'





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