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pond-air-ring

The rains fall upon the pool of green Bubbles ripple And all I can think of are frog burps 1-4-2013

subconscious comforting consciousness it is all about the focus and the angles of perspective

I can change my point of view my perspective my lighting I can focus on the umbrella or the rain

trying to catch the sun

I could not stop the sun from falling, into the cool water I waded with my net, ready to catch it rolling in, but it melted before reaching the shore

I am More than you think I am the jackal The jester in sheep’s clothing I am a hacker of men’s lives Their thought processes and hopes You are the defender The mystic of the cursed You see fortunes where coins have not fallen You see treasures upon the shores of mind I am theContinue reading “yin and yang”

transistor radio

Listening to songs of old The songs of past Time holding that transistor Radio in hand Before the day of headphones Sharing that monotone vision Making where you stood The best receptacle To the land You felt freedom You felt hope I felt joy In all that you spoke With one little song The worldContinue reading “transistor radio”

pixel show

Reading shadows In the leaves Befallen images Upon my fence Laughing as I see My old dog smiling At me Then the breeze shifts The images move Their dappled pixels Swaying Is he running Away No It’s my grandmother Wearing a flouncy Chiffon petal hat Those commonly adorned By ladies In the sixties When womenContinue reading “pixel show”

geese by the pond

sometimes you just want to walk down that yellow brick road feathered in goose down and the sounds of morning but I’ll sit here with my cup of coffee at the edge of the world waking up waiting for the honk of get going

Sunspot sprout

There are those days You feel The warmth A sun rising Inside of you I don’t know If I will Make it through Noon High noon When love Is peaking Out And in From All corners Of my being They will find me Madly Flaming my arms about Shouting Sunspot Sunspot 10/3/2013

night wedding

water garden

Everything Is fresh today Even the little annoyances Of jester ear are pleasing Waking to An early purr Of a lawn mower Makes my feet tingle Awaiting the opportunity to walk Across the fresh rich carpet of scent The cawing Of brakes The squeaks and oinks Of buses The Homer Simpson D’oh Of trash cansContinue reading “water garden”