August 13, 2015
Some know, but don’t know enough, to go let it go.
Some girls might save & hide it all night, then days
It could come off in their face.
All the tall drink I own/ & breakfast/
Down the hall,to my own in her nest.
She lets me in, secretly signalling
And I’m in.
May 23, 2015
I must discuss
A dark circus is in town
A boy in a spin, and trees swing around
He drops, and the swing stops
New dewfrost falls, he’s lost
In all the bare trees
A heavy disguise
Could be of use here
So cover your eyes, please
Your lover’s indecent
And trying on lies
His heart’s denying hard here
It’s a fact; Abstract lies
Squeezebox hymns seem
To squish by inbetween
Lighted & Loudened by a fullmooncloud
Lions let free/ Dark
Circus tonight and if I might
Mix in that crowd
A heavy disguise could
Be of some use
November 18, 2013
There’s a place where palaces
are warm enough for night,
but liable though comfortable they
Put out sure shade all the daylight .Day anyway..
There’s a face we would wear one night.
Make our mates
the new guy’s
once it’s light.
Around, there’s birdsong, seep’d the walls;
Profound in, pulsing palace darks.
Daybird sings, and replaces things.
Beats simmer back, Solace embarks.
. (from 2009)
October 5, 2012
We came early, & drifted off at the drive-in triple feature;
The last of which..the gist I guess..
A religious epic.
Though, In this version
There’s a ghost in most of the rooms,
They’re suggested each chapter.
The hero’s a clown. & The man is a virgin.
He wears a bird bone near his neck,
A leather bag, He has stowed in..deep..
Eleven numbers & notions.
Sure, he’ll ‘ suffer predictable and/or intolerable
And when come martyrdom,
We’re all safely asleep.
August 27, 2012
It’s the quicksand edge of a rain squall
It’s a sick man on the ledge of it all
It’s the shore shifting in a violent fright
In a midnight storm
In a maybe might/
A long winter before the glint and glimmer
of words onto daybreak’s birdsong,
When enough renewal’s been suffered to,
Enough burning and churning and yearning
has been laboured through
August 7, 2012
I could close my eyes now
I would doze off or die, no
But you’d be surprised how
Metaphysical I feel
I’d bet a bicycle I’d really
To resume my alter ego
As one who wouldn’t falter, who’d use his Get-Go
& get all his options cleared for take off.
June 18, 2012
As rising tides of daylight’s ocean/
Slice wide through the blinds & the shrubs behind the blinds,/
Upset upon me 1 by 1/
June 4, 2012
“..Only because you loved me so wonderfully
I lived to pullulate
Your dreams..” -Greek poet Maria Polydouri
CATCH AND NOTICE
Nights ago my big ole moon goes
right gauze-skirting inside a night cloud
Once I saw this, honestly,
It’s a black & white flicker
It’s a late, late, late show. It’s “The Letter”,
“I walked With A Zombie”, “The Third Man”,
Something is going on
Like under a magicians handkerchief
Something is gonna happen
We go darker into shadow
& It’s Eminent & Soon
If we should just catch & notice
god’s shiny icon in a gauze skirt
ON DREAMLAND’S SHADOWS
There’re black bears
Just outside the see-through.
I’ll wind up & throw a shine to it
When I mean to, maybe might,
Face out to all a full moon might
chase out of all their usual shadows.
There’re black bears.
They’re there, and only
Threateningly near as
I’ve not allowed free roaming room,
I’ve got them crowded
Inside a lens, inside a zoom.
Transpiring dramas drift life’s stage;
Revelations! Felled nations! Failed relations.
Transforming, as time
“Turns a page”.
More profoundly he
“Turns a phrase”.
(from a full moon a hundred years ago)
“Solemness”s not the only noun
That best states the state I found
Myself drowning in.
I’m quieter this hour , and long past another
Where I worried, When I wondered
I guess as it goes as a boy in the throes
Of a late night alone, of a faith underdose,
and no mother w/
“If I die before I sleep”
“Apprehensive” says it also.
An appreciative hospital with the wherewithal, they’ll
Me and yescheck my symptoms.
I’ll finally sleep & they keep me for observation.
I’ll finally be on their watch instead of mine.
(half a thousand nights back)
April 21, 2012
ONE, he’s awoken/
Uneasy & broken some night scenes still/
He’s soaked, & might seem shaken/
He sees he seems he’s shaking/
He wanders Up for water/
She says he should shower/
He sits with her in his chair. still/
She said soon She’ll come back to the bedroom for some comfort/
He requests & requires her/
To pull along the most merciful cat,/
The kindest cat.
TOO, You liked it I bet./
I lit yr. cigarette,/
A gesture I saw up late./
Our love of olives,/
Sweet cheeses, lime,/
We’ll have avocados/
We’ll happily dare/
Shiny, stilllife apples, bare,/
We’ll halve them./
I’ll have yr. crucial kisses/
(Mainly making me manly) Crucial kisses/
Are as crucial as/
In a Grande Hotel for Grannies./