Monday, September 30, 2013
Sunday, September 29, 2013
Saturday, September 28, 2013
except the music at 8 a.m. ...
Tea and apples
Sauce and vanilla
Raspberry crepes the song
Too
A red kayak and a yellow kayak on a blue roof go by
All the sun and its shadows
And
A church bell and now a church song of church bells
Saturday morning
This late September morning
Quiet
Except the music at 8 A.M.
Sauce and vanilla
Raspberry crepes the song
Too
A red kayak and a yellow kayak on a blue roof go by
All the sun and its shadows
And
A church bell and now a church song of church bells
Saturday morning
This late September morning
Quiet
Except the music at 8 A.M.
Friday, September 27, 2013
Thursday, September 26, 2013
Wednesday, September 25, 2013
september green grass...
September green grass
The 12 Days of Christmas
And
Charles Mingus's "Flowers for a Lady"
And
Texas's foreboding storms
On the drive into New Mexico
Aaaaah!
September green grass
The 12 Days of Christmas
And
Charles Mingus's "Flowers for a Lady"
The 12 Days of Christmas
And
Charles Mingus's "Flowers for a Lady"
And
Texas's foreboding storms
On the drive into New Mexico
Aaaaah!
September green grass
The 12 Days of Christmas
And
Charles Mingus's "Flowers for a Lady"
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
Monday, September 23, 2013
later some gold...
Last night
The movie house was dark
This morning
Gray and
Dark
Later some gold
Across the street from my rubbish barrels
The dawn clouds
No Key Largo
No Bacall
The movie house where cellos once practiced
Closed
The movie house was dark
This morning
Gray and
Dark
Later some gold
Across the street from my rubbish barrels
The dawn clouds
No Key Largo
No Bacall
The movie house where cellos once practiced
Closed
Sunday, September 22, 2013
first day of autumn: another chorus another beat another...
A simple poem
Of
Water droplets on my window screen
Balmy
The wind is speaking
Saying
It will be alright
Tonight
And
For now
On the earth and plane
This morning
In the wind
Another chorus another beat another.
Of
Water droplets on my window screen
Balmy
The wind is speaking
Saying
It will be alright
Tonight
And
For now
On the earth and plane
This morning
In the wind
Another chorus another beat another.
Saturday, September 21, 2013
the morn of the eve of autumn...
Fog
The morn of the eve of autumn
Sweetheart apples
Plums
On the ground
And
In the distance
A
Poem
Lament
The far songs the thick breezes
And
The roses gone
The morn of the eve of autumn
Sweetheart apples
Plums
On the ground
And
In the distance
A
Poem
Lament
The far songs the thick breezes
And
The roses gone
Friday, September 20, 2013
in the butter dawn...
In the butter dawn
On the water
Sail set
Broad reaches
The sea
The Sippican bells
The night and the calm
And
The butter dawn
Remembering
On the water
Sail set
Broad reaches
The sea
The Sippican bells
The night and the calm
And
The butter dawn
Remembering
Thursday, September 19, 2013
Wednesday, September 18, 2013
the empty movie house...
The empty movie house
A mulberry tree bowed to the sea
A September of a year
Eons finches and tiny orchids
And quiet water
With one rose, berries and beans
Cactuses without flower
Benny Goodman on tour
The swan and Jack Stevens and Stella
Alone
A mulberry tree bowed to the sea
A September of a year
Eons finches and tiny orchids
And quiet water
With one rose, berries and beans
Cactuses without flower
Benny Goodman on tour
The swan and Jack Stevens and Stella
Alone
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
Monday, September 16, 2013
cannonball adderley (1928-1975) bohemia after dark...
Bebop in tuxedos
After dark
Cannonball line
Moustache alto man trumpet man
Sticks and bass
Tenor and
Piano
After dark February and April
Cymbal
Cymball Cannonball moustache
Batta tat batta tat, tat tat
Bohemia
Louis Batta Tat, tat tat
After dark
After dark
Cannonball line
Moustache alto man trumpet man
Sticks and bass
Tenor and
Piano
After dark February and April
Cymbal
Cymball Cannonball moustache
Batta tat batta tat, tat tat
Bohemia
Louis Batta Tat, tat tat
After dark
before the monday morning...
that sky and the water
a stained glass window
pink
and
green
the goldfinches under wing
the
quiet
serene
before the Monday morning
a stained glass window
pink
and
green
the goldfinches under wing
the
quiet
serene
before the Monday morning
Sunday, September 15, 2013
Saturday, September 14, 2013
Friday, September 13, 2013
the fog plays music...
A quiet poem
Starry night
A firehouse light
Roads and beaches rocks and boxes
The fog plays music
In finches
And
Your solitude
In the early morning
Only
In the early morning
A rose is still here
Starry night
A firehouse light
Roads and beaches rocks and boxes
The fog plays music
In finches
And
Your solitude
In the early morning
Only
In the early morning
A rose is still here
Thursday, September 12, 2013
Wednesday, September 11, 2013
the whispers are not even whispers...
Mornings are longer now
Breeze and fog
But
That's not it
Cooler
Yes
But
That's not it
Either
It's
The whispers are not even whispers
Anymore
Breeze and fog
But
That's not it
Cooler
Yes
But
That's not it
Either
It's
The whispers are not even whispers
Anymore
Monday, September 9, 2013
Sunday, September 8, 2013
Monday, September 2, 2013
Sunday, September 1, 2013
masquerades...
Geraniums
Masquerades
The roses gone by
The wild geese dreamt all the dreams
Now they are in a home place
In a Chet Baker song
Masquerades
The roses gone by
The wild geese dreamt all the dreams
Now they are in a home place
In a Chet Baker song
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