Saturday, May 31, 2008
Friday, May 30, 2008
Uncle Billy Roberts' Nickle
My mother's proudest possession.
Her favorite Uncle gave her
Before crushing logs
Shifted.
Her brother thought it would be good
To buy a coat for his intended girlfriend.
Her favorite Uncle gave her
Before crushing logs
Shifted.
Her brother thought it would be good
To buy a coat for his intended girlfriend.
Saturday, May 24, 2008
Lawrence at Home
Long straight road
round corner
Parker's house
Over shoulder,
"Hold tight!"
Watching Honda's speedo climbing.
Superior 750 power bro'.
100, 110, 120
How far would it go?
Home no more,
road ends.
round corner
Parker's house
Over shoulder,
"Hold tight!"
Watching Honda's speedo climbing.
Superior 750 power bro'.
100, 110, 120
How far would it go?
Home no more,
road ends.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Your Turning Intentions
What you intend - does not exist
What your tyre does - is
If the top of your front tyre is still
you are good
If the top of your front tyre is turning
it is a matter of great concern.
What your tyre does - is
If the top of your front tyre is still
you are good
If the top of your front tyre is turning
it is a matter of great concern.
Think Effects Affects Me
Could not care less
what you think
Only care
what you do
Unfortunately
What you think
effects
what you do
what you think
Only care
what you do
Unfortunately
What you think
effects
what you do
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
Found On Road Dead
Cold metal brush
Explorering crosswalk
Rubbering me the wrong way
Must you need kill me
to reach a red light‽
Explorering crosswalk
Rubbering me the wrong way
Must you need kill me
to reach a red light‽
Monday, May 05, 2008
Calvin
An old man
helped my other mother
with her yard and gardening
He must have been
thirty, maybe forty
Beside him I rode in his old pickup truck
To a cabin on Pea Ridge
Gravel beside the road
Land sweeping down to the distance
Neatly swept floor
Hard packed
Chickens
roam the yard
Children
I could play with
Cornbread
I could eat
Water magically flowing
just by moving a handle
up and down
A special house
out back
for restroom
Later he drove me back.
helped my other mother
with her yard and gardening
He must have been
thirty, maybe forty
Beside him I rode in his old pickup truck
To a cabin on Pea Ridge
Gravel beside the road
Land sweeping down to the distance
Neatly swept floor
Hard packed
Chickens
roam the yard
Children
I could play with
Cornbread
I could eat
Water magically flowing
just by moving a handle
up and down
A special house
out back
for restroom
Later he drove me back.
Sunday, May 04, 2008
Celina Branch
Willow dropped her broken limb
in shallow branch
water tugging down
flowed by wrist full
my toy boat caught there
momentum in time
yearning to be passed
pushing past,
forking past,
down stream.
in shallow branch
water tugging down
flowed by wrist full
my toy boat caught there
momentum in time
yearning to be passed
pushing past,
forking past,
down stream.
Saturday, May 03, 2008
Early Mourning
Through mist i
Thought I saw you standing by the river
Watching geese
Paddling & swiming
Noisily living
Eating & honking
Waddling up the riverbank
Mist cleared, you're gone.
Thought I saw you standing by the river
Watching geese
Paddling & swiming
Noisily living
Eating & honking
Waddling up the riverbank
Mist cleared, you're gone.
Friday, May 02, 2008
The Seventh Commandment
I find it hard to resist breaking the seventh commandment sometimes. How about you‽
7. Do not mix sacrificial blood with leavened bread.
7. Do not mix sacrificial blood with leavened bread.
Thorough Leaving
No portage to kettlehole
in Concord's tree domain
No walking to Wachusett
wilt now let us roam Maine
in Concord's tree domain
No walking to Wachusett
wilt now let us roam Maine
Thursday, May 01, 2008
As twilight leaves the sun set day
As twilight leaves the sun set day
I would tarry on my way
to darker realms of sunless night
live and struggle as I might
the spinning globe of time goes round
silence takes away all sound
and if in slumber I repose
answer only God that knows.
—Harmon Ronaldson
I would tarry on my way
to darker realms of sunless night
live and struggle as I might
the spinning globe of time goes round
silence takes away all sound
and if in slumber I repose
answer only God that knows.
—Harmon Ronaldson
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