Jim Rucquoi
i'm just a poet, don't ask for more
don't look to me for the love of money
or on these words erect more than their sound
i don't try to be funny
tho of late it's true: i do laugh alot
what's more things strike me that way
this taste of honey grows thicker each day
with more new wrinkles to frame such disposition sunny
than i had seen on a newborn laughing son
more than drain tropical continent's countenance
runny with midday's sudden passionate outbursts
more than theatrical masks
fashioned regardless of money
i'm just a poet
don't ask for more
don't look to me for the love of money
or on these words erect more than their sound
i don't try to be funny
tho of late it's true: i do laugh alot
what's more things strike me that way
this taste of honey grows thicker each day
with more new wrinkles to frame such disposition sunny
than i had seen on a newborn laughing son
more than drain tropical continent's countenance
runny with midday's sudden passionate outbursts
more than theatrical masks
fashioned regardless of money
i'm just a poet
don't ask for more
Articles by Jim Rucquoi
October 28, 2008
Jim Rucquoi believes we can do it. At seventy he was the oldest rider in the first annual ClimateRide ´08 just concluded, a five-day, 320-mile bicycle trek from New York to Washington on behalf of Mother Earth.
See http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5zfaaWFUGHg