this poem is what is on my mind tonight (again). in case you missed it.
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Gardenias in New Orleans
we labor
up the medium
with a speed befitting
Spanish moss
languishing
in the steam of a summer
day dripping with
Gardenia
if i should
succumb to the
scent —
some parade might
saunter by
toss beads
round my skull
round the bend
drifting
as slow as
eddies on the great
Mississippi
hit a low note (a regular ol Johnny Cash)
one un-
intended
bend and
the blinds give us
passer-bys
a distorted
view
of a man
in black
cork bottle glasses
fancing himself
a regular
ol’ Johnny
Cash
and all
around him
green house plants
choke piles
of life
as
silent chords
hit a low
note.
we become holograms
the closer i get
the more it crumbles away
the horizon
with its dark mouth
whispers
“if you cross this line
no light will escape”
you
and i then
as holograms, mouths open,
silent screams like
Munch
and our families
will go on living with us
hanging on
their walls.
like Haruki Murakami
some of our memories
like heavy silt find
a way to drop in a stream
like Haruki Murakami
might slip into a dream
chase a lost love | all
consciousness lost
in bleary
Japanese
mountains…..
glimpse
glimpse- when your eyes
tear up with want, just one
look, when your eyes
flutter like butterfly wings
and flicker with hestitation,
glance
chances taken, sigh of relief…
hermit
hermit lives
on a mountain,
alone but for
the clouds,
hair grows long.
Sagacious child,
tell us –
are you scared of him?
or do you see
the wisdom in
that particular
silence?
Marley morning (haiku)
wireless problems persist…. but these morning poems might be interesting in their own right (maybe)
Bob Marley grooves the
morning, coffee seduces
jam, “feel alright” now
the dance before a storm (haiku)
sorry – had some technical difficulties last night….
summer wind teases
lightly flirts, pirouettes,
snaps lightning in time.
the silence (haiku)
the heartbreaking void
leave the phone to die, curl up,
bury the silence.
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