Ron Collins is a writer who lives in Maryland. He was born in Santa Monica and, from time to time, misses the mystic Pacific. His last book was ‘The Trials of Lenny Bruce’ (2002, with David Skover). His next book, also with Skover, is ‘Mania: The Madcap Stories of the Lives that Launched a Generation’, due out in the fall of 2008.
He is near completing a trio of fictional books -- a novel, a ollection of short stories, and a collection of poems. ’Karma Kisses’ is part of a larger collection of poems titled ‘Why Not? A Romantic's Poetic Look at Life’.
RON'S FAVOURITE LINE
"the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be
saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but
burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle
you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes 'Awww!'" --
A bitter cold chills the tissue of my heart
Yet in this storm warmth lingers in the dots of your tiny eyes
I believe in that warmth, in the purity of senseless love
I believe in grace’s distant kisses / I believe in you today
& I believe that things will be okay
A hungry pain eats away at me, steals my energy
Yet sorrow begets grace, a grace mightier than grief
I believe in that grace, in a hope against all odds
I believe in puppies / I believe in baby play
& I believe that things will be okay
A cruel clock ticks out our time
Yet in the circle of life there is memory, eternal memory
I believe in that memory, in precious moments of joy
I believe in persimmon trees blooming / I believe in beautiful days
& I believe that things will be okay
To look at you now, to witness the marks of affliction – oh God!
Yet in you I find a love that touches me like none other
I believe in that love, in all its wondrous ways
I believe in kindness / I believe lost-love returns someday
& I believe that things will be okay
A dark cloud lingers
Yet angels gather and pray to make it go away
I believe in those angels, in angelic days
I believe in wagging tails / in grace’s loving way
& I believe that things will be okay
My little darling --
I believe in you, let me find a way
I believe in Karma’s sway
I believe in puppy paws and doggy play
& I believe that things will be okay
