The canvas
Heaven and poles and lines
And dream
Cottages along the rocks
The sea green
The brush oh
Zebras too
Antelopes
Between
Memory
Mauve
Parchment
And
Cream
Friday, January 31, 2014
Thursday, January 30, 2014
written on his banjo...
Written on his banjo: "This machine surrounds hate and forces it to surrender." -Pete Seeger (1919-2014)
Tuesday, January 28, 2014
wi-fi...
Rubbish pick up
Streetlamp cold
You can see the cold in the streetlights
At 6
And smoke on the water
No fire in the firebushes
Until again next fall
The red maple frozen
Only the spruce
Dressed
And the ground brittle
The street black and broken places
Thump
Cold in the headlights speeding by
There it is!
The whistle
The 6:30 in Canton Center
Wi-Fi
Streetlamp cold
You can see the cold in the streetlights
At 6
And smoke on the water
No fire in the firebushes
Until again next fall
The red maple frozen
Only the spruce
Dressed
And the ground brittle
The street black and broken places
Thump
Cold in the headlights speeding by
There it is!
The whistle
The 6:30 in Canton Center
Wi-Fi
Monday, January 27, 2014
Sunday, January 26, 2014
Friday, January 24, 2014
red poppy cafe...
The town plows scrape
Shake
The streets tremble
Snow on a Wednesday morning
Two days ago
Sun in the horizon
Where azure was at 7
The
Red Poppy Café
Chicago
Red beer
Paintings on the walls
Matisse Clarisse lily ponds in the room
And a winter azure sky
Tea and chocolate
Miro Ellington and Kimberly Kimberly
Boots and shawls
Red poppy art on the walls
In Chicago
In song
Under an azure sky
The coffee is done
Jazz!
Shake
The streets tremble
Snow on a Wednesday morning
Two days ago
Sun in the horizon
Where azure was at 7
The
Red Poppy Café
Chicago
Red beer
Paintings on the walls
Matisse Clarisse lily ponds in the room
And a winter azure sky
Tea and chocolate
Miro Ellington and Kimberly Kimberly
Boots and shawls
Red poppy art on the walls
In Chicago
In song
Under an azure sky
The coffee is done
Jazz!
Wednesday, January 22, 2014
Tuesday, January 21, 2014
running to padanaram harbor...
Coffee
Black coffee
I can hear the furnace humming
Tires slapping the cold street
And
Boats steering a right wind
Running to Padanaram harbor
Granite blocks
And
Orange clam boxes
All over Buzzards Bay
Black coffee
I can hear the furnace humming
Tires slapping the cold street
And
Boats steering a right wind
Running to Padanaram harbor
Granite blocks
And
Orange clam boxes
All over Buzzards Bay
Monday, January 20, 2014
the quiet ceiling...
The quiet ceiling
Painting
It is morning
Keep the music playing
A quiet warm in the room
A star went out
In a life poem there is
A pencil and eraser
Painting
In a galaxy of heavens
On
The quiet ceiling
Painting
It is morning
Keep the music playing
A quiet warm in the room
A star went out
In a life poem there is
A pencil and eraser
Painting
In a galaxy of heavens
On
The quiet ceiling
Saturday, January 18, 2014
last night...
In the sun
Last night
Saxophones sang
The Crystal Room
Last night
Charlie Parker sat at a table
Dizzy and Ellington were already there
Boots's Crystal Room
Last night
A small room
Jackie Stevens
Jack Stevens
Jazz alto center stage
The stage
Constructed four inches high off the floor
Johnny Hodges asked for that
Or was it Paul Gonsalves?
Bird Boots and Leo a drive from Boston
Jackie and Coltrane Alone Together
A Victrola
Jackie I'm Getting Sentimental Over You
Boo dee ahppp
Ahppp!
!!
The Crystal Room
Last night
That night
In the sun
Last night
Saxophones sang
The Crystal Room
Last night
Charlie Parker sat at a table
Dizzy and Ellington were already there
Boots's Crystal Room
Last night
A small room
Jackie Stevens
Jack Stevens
Jazz alto center stage
The stage
Constructed four inches high off the floor
Johnny Hodges asked for that
Or was it Paul Gonsalves?
Bird Boots and Leo a drive from Boston
Jackie and Coltrane Alone Together
A Victrola
Jackie I'm Getting Sentimental Over You
Boo dee ahppp
Ahppp!
!!
The Crystal Room
Last night
That night
In the sun
Thursday, January 16, 2014
Wednesday, January 15, 2014
Tuesday, January 14, 2014
remembering...
Preamble:
A whisper
A long long way
Whispering
On
My
Door
Like a song
Sung
In my ear
Play some jazz
Today,
Yusef!
There with Jack Miles Monk
And
Holiday
Lester Young in Rhapsody
In
Blue
Sundays and wheels and afternoons
Three to seven
Some sunlight in the Waterford Crystal
More in Lladro dances
Royal Doulton some too
And
In Roseville
And
Say,
Yusef!
Play!
Remembering
*written 1/12/14
A whisper
A long long way
Whispering
On
My
Door
Like a song
Sung
In my ear
Play some jazz
Today,
Yusef!
There with Jack Miles Monk
And
Holiday
Lester Young in Rhapsody
In
Blue
Sundays and wheels and afternoons
Three to seven
Some sunlight in the Waterford Crystal
More in Lladro dances
Royal Doulton some too
And
In Roseville
And
Say,
Yusef!
Play!
Remembering
*written 1/12/14
Sunday, January 12, 2014
Friday, January 10, 2014
waterfalls of everything...
Just right
The sunlight
On the coral flowers painting
To mix
Just right
With gray stems and reeds
Glass
Lamps
A vase
And here rose
Waterfalls of everything
*written 1/9/14
The sunlight
On the coral flowers painting
To mix
Just right
With gray stems and reeds
Glass
Lamps
A vase
And here rose
Waterfalls of everything
*written 1/9/14
water views...
Like a journal
In these Circle Times
New York Times
Christmas lights falling off a window treatment
Heating oil delivered next door
The Daily News
Untitled
Unfinished
Water views
*written 1/8/14
In these Circle Times
New York Times
Christmas lights falling off a window treatment
Heating oil delivered next door
The Daily News
Untitled
Unfinished
Water views
*written 1/8/14
Wednesday, January 8, 2014
they are the poets...
I write my poems
but the musical people;
they are the poets.
*Hear Ben Webster play Tenderly.
but the musical people;
they are the poets.
*Hear Ben Webster play Tenderly.
Tuesday, January 7, 2014
running with the winds...
They left the earth
In travels
A flight on blue waters
A sail
Running with the winds
Toward a moon beyond Cuttyhunk and the stars
Running with the winds
In winter
In travels
A flight on blue waters
A sail
Running with the winds
Toward a moon beyond Cuttyhunk and the stars
Running with the winds
In winter
Monday, January 6, 2014
in all the right places...
Monk
In the great lost venues of the 50s
Now there
Again
The Onyx Storyville Jazz Workshop
Hi-Hat and Sabby Lewis's Boston
All gone
Deuces
Uh
Uh
Newport as we knew it
Birdland as we knew it
Monk
In all the right places
Uh
In the great lost venues of the 50s
Now there
Again
The Onyx Storyville Jazz Workshop
Hi-Hat and Sabby Lewis's Boston
All gone
Deuces
Uh
Uh
Newport as we knew it
Birdland as we knew it
Monk
In all the right places
Uh
Sunday, January 5, 2014
paint a busy street!...
Paint with this brush
On this paper
On board
Driftwood drapes
And
Violins
And
Walls
Paint
Strawberries and cellos
All of the stringed instruments
Paint them
Paint them with noise and consequence and melody
Paint a busy street!
One-way
On this paper
On board
Driftwood drapes
And
Violins
And
Walls
Paint
Strawberries and cellos
All of the stringed instruments
Paint them
Paint them with noise and consequence and melody
Paint a busy street!
One-way
Friday, January 3, 2014
paula and the pontiacs...
Coffee
Before shoveling
Snow
To
New Orleans's
Paula and the Pontiacs
Yellow birds and clover
Bending spruce
And the plows sing sing sing in reverse
Bitter Cold!
Before shoveling
Snow
To
New Orleans's
Paula and the Pontiacs
Yellow birds and clover
Bending spruce
And the plows sing sing sing in reverse
Bitter Cold!
Thursday, January 2, 2014
the wintry cold super moon is gone...
A sparrow on a dipping pine needle
Snow and cold
The feeder sways just a little
Under the weight of bird and breath
The wintry cold Super Moon is gone
'til the 30th
Now
Just the sounds of
The furnace
The plows
A viola
A bass and jazz!
Oh!
The prospects
Snow and cold
The feeder sways just a little
Under the weight of bird and breath
The wintry cold Super Moon is gone
'til the 30th
Now
Just the sounds of
The furnace
The plows
A viola
A bass and jazz!
Oh!
The prospects
the first haiku of the new year...
The meadow fences
stand by the sea in the snow,
waiting the postman.
stand by the sea in the snow,
waiting the postman.
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
reprise...
Reprise
The great painting
The great poem
The old fashioned
The great alto saxophones
Trumpets pianos and drums
The great bass players
Concerts and states of mind
Gulls and crows flying perfectly along the sea
Meadows and paths
Yes
,
Reprise
The sea
And
Sail new
The great painting
The great poem
The old fashioned
The great alto saxophones
Trumpets pianos and drums
The great bass players
Concerts and states of mind
Gulls and crows flying perfectly along the sea
Meadows and paths
Yes
,
Reprise
The sea
And
Sail new
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