GETTING OFF ON HOLIDAY

September 2, 2015

Settling  into  some  rest

I’m sitting on my brother’s back deck

The setting is the Great Northwest

I’m betting I’d best be getting a call in

For the Jaws of Life to  rework   this wreck

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That Novel/Habit Threat

August 24, 2015

There’s this effing coughing guy.

Coughing his damn fool sick muccoused  head.

He’s right behind me.

I’d bet half the health insurance check I’ll need

He’ll reject  deflecting all that sick  and

No manners to lift up that handy hefty hand.

He keeps coughing, this jerk,

&  me with three hours  of work

&  then I’m free,  or start to be.

When I reach my  muy  private beach…

Known for its   internal tune up  sun

Its eternal straightline horizon

.

Three hours and It’s a Go

Leave this stress that  god I know

This thing with cough  just threatens  “No”

.

I know well to bet on this novel/Habit threat.

Of my field of vision

Suffering surface tensions;

I’m rescinding my own power

To scour trainwindow scenery, every

Blur of upperhalf blues & lowerhalf greens

& sure fences  in between.

Instead we’ll stay  this side,

In bed, this side of cabin curtains,

Anointed  with this inner light we’ve certainly

 

Captured  or  created

In a good light

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This Latest Good Go List

August 11, 2012

A good Go list will stop

Them from retracing our steps

.

Show  sure  feet,

Clear sight,

Carry more than you might

As you must make it right

With the armed Might   at the borders.

.

When then they’re taking my orders,

Make my misteaks   rare.

You have too much at stake

To half-care.

 

working class getaway

November 19, 2011

All the while  you go,

“Let’s live like the other half live”

“It’s the percentile  4 or 5,

You mean”, not meaning to

Weaken or ruin our weekend.

What I demanded from San Tropez..

When we seek art, we find architecture;

A cinema theatre older than yr ex’s mother,

I can steal  facade photos

& we can read reel to reel subtitles.

Lastly, I can satisfy you too,

Later with yr wine,  & we’ll find a view for you.

threat

June 16, 2011

There’s this effing coughing guy.

Coughing his damn fool sick muccoused  head.

He’s right behind me.

I’d bet half the health insurance check I’ll need

He’ll reject  deflecting all that sick  and

No manners to lift up that handy hefty hand.

He keeps coughing, this jerk,

&  me with three hours  of work

&  then I’m free,  or start to be.

When I reach my  muy  private beach…

Known for its   internal tune up  sun

 Its eternal straightline horizon

.

Three hours and It’s a Go

Leave this stress that  god I know

This thing with cough  just threatens  “No”

Waiting Room Dream

May 4, 2011

All are going on/

on how long it is/

waiting in a sweat/

brain sluggishing/

without a book/

he shuts his eyes and shook/

on  to an italian/

beach where the sky crushes bodies;

a spatula.  He’ll head up alleyways/

head close back to their flat where/

in bedclothes that look like dancer’s tights/

she’ll all  be at a balcony’s/

swaying  gauze  curtains/

 surveying   all our nights.

Winter winds could
only find us cold
on our old
and ancient porch
perched high here in our new air
searching here through our new words
The latest launch on,
off this roof porch in
an old haunt,
this chilly sleepy village,
Off this nest
.

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thanx Cedar Key

Northwest Trilogy

September 30, 2009

I.   IN  FLIGHT  MOVIE

I’d say Seattle’s a city that’ll likely

Set you so free that you’ll likely

Be reminded of the high flight where you might just

Find me,  plowing clouds way way above the bird play.

 

                       

                         

I see Seattle as a solution

Not too much a town to touch down to

Warm outstretched arms on a runway

To catch a wretched, falling runaway,

A getaway  on holiday.

 

 

                  II.     W A K E

“Guests must remain on the patio”

Insisted the sign in a winded sun.

I read it right there in my Adirondack chair

On a cliff so clearly steep.

I feel I might have fallen  deep

Narcoleptically Asleep again, Though surely

The luringly named

Pacific Ocean below

Drew me here, to it’s wake up here

This pace  maker  peace

could liven this

 

                           III

There’s this tree, I took three pictures there.

A tree creatively crooked

& pointing down most of the Oregon coastline.

At least three pictures.

It rather weathervaned the ocean edge

& pointed, as a staggeringly lovely hag

might with her stick. A crow

lights in her hair, & All of it

blown forward

down the edge.

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