The field of death illuminatedLight suspended, in suspensionpigment in medium,applied, brushed and varnishedbut not glossed – so much lossat what costBy their own lightthose who could not fightsearch for signs of life Wandering in suspensionthe crowds pass inmuted tones, hushed and dimmaking their own inspectionframe by framemostly weighed by ageand time, and glossedby the wonderContinue reading “Waterloo”
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Missing
He sits in his usual place, a sturdy ocean of calm waiting. Heavy repose rests, stoic, in his lap, unperturbed by the silence humming in his drums. Gone is the beat that fanned the fire, the flames from his mouth; someone turned off the gas that combusted in his internal engine. A stroke of badContinue reading “Missing”
Live from the beach – a video prompt
The beach is a poemIn sand and sun, waves and timeA poem without words Greetings from the beach! How about this – what if the video at the top of this post was a poem prompt? I don’t need it now, because I am there, but I’ll need it when I’m back home and daydreamingContinue reading “Live from the beach – a video prompt”
Summer Bees
It takes the bees a while to findthe blossoms on our treebut once they do it sparks a hiveof raucous bustling Honey drunk, they buzz all day long,gathering while they mayadding notes to summer’s song:they sing of endless days Summer! And also I’ve been reading some Emily Dickinson : ) Thanks for reading!
Fog
The night fogdampens soundweighs it downso it can’t riseto tap at thewindow pane orwhisper shoutin my ear The night fogturns normal nineinto mysterious midnightsecretsbreathing onthe glass toexpose ghostwriting leftbehind byunseen fingersletters lingeringin the dustfor time to find The night foghides darknessand throws backlight, a shockof gloss throughthe frosted mistthat fightsthe odds topoint the wayforward JustContinue reading “Fog”
Night Train
I listenkeenly tothe train at nightlow rumble growlingrolling through the hourscarrying away my dreamsfire breathing thief in dark robes Thanks for reading!
Packing for the Beach
Shade – because there won’t be anytake some from the dark cornersat the back of the pantrybring a little of the gloamy coolnessthat lurks under the trees in the yard Flip flops – that you won’t wearbecause the wet sands sucks at them,turning them into heel-paddling liabilities a hat for the wind to steal clothesContinue reading “Packing for the Beach”
At the Cafe
Sidewalk scenes a good dogpatiently doingtricks for treats a small boyasks for the hot tubafter dinner an old manlong beard bristlinggoes inside music driftsoutside from inside,old show tunes a coupletogether but notholding hands window seata woman readingnow vacant a young girltalking on the phonewhile she walks flannel shirttied around the waistmakes a skirt in aContinue reading “At the Cafe”
Lies, Big and Little
I’ll tell you lies,sweet little onesor big fat juicy ones I’ll tell you howthe morning whipped inlike a windstormand last night fearpounded on the doorfrom 3 to 5 amuntil four of my neighborshopped the fenceto restrain himthen we all sat in the grassand watched the sun risesinging hymnsand passing a joint around I’ll tell youContinue reading “Lies, Big and Little”
Shaking the tree
we had it out, inspiration & I she got tired of my attitudeand left, taking the entirebasket of fruit with her always nimble,she climbed to the highestbranches before there wereeven any leaves I could see herfrom the second storey window,broodingover apple after apple it was quiet in the housequiet inside my head the sun moved,Continue reading “Shaking the tree”
The Poetry Patio 