Lots of archiving I have to do… I wonder if it will show progress? hmm? Feedback is appreciated if ya’ feel like it. And please if you re-post give me credit… otherwise aliens will come down. abduct you and do things to your bum… (and you won’t like it).
“untitled” 2011
in the quiet of my mind
ambient music numbing trance
parkway lanes parting
past my sides
late nights drive, 1 am
(eastern time)
“untitled” (2) 2011
diffused cloth umbrella
rocking back and forth like on a ship
but on a breeze,
wind placing ladies at the tables
cats and carps begging for scraps
the thoughts of travel
back to the cloud climb
in mere hours,
the constant rollick of the breeze
the click clank of metal tubing, swinging , hypnotic moving
the carbonation of flies amongst the gaze
the sheen of sun upon the pond
at last the honey suckle scent penetrates
birds, peripheral, call out their sounds,
in orderly fashion as not to arouse,
ripples die and softly rage
as stillness impregnates both birth and long age
so once again wind does rise
click, clack, click, clack
nature is a metronome devised
“untitled” (3) 2011
Ah…where is that beam of light to illuminate this darkest of landscapes?
If I might only find what my mind half spent in searching,
and divide the time in lines to seek out the answer…
Where has she gone?
Has she gone at all?
or is she standing right where I left her,
like a tree passed a thousand times before,
existing as the same as memory,
and close inspection
a flower by the trunk,
always there-
but sometimes (as is the case) the passers-bye forget to look
upon that majestic face
with eyes lost in the reflection of blue sky,
lost in the familiar intersection
