Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Saturday, March 7, 2009
ice spots...
Ice spots
On Billow Hill
The blinking light on the street
There
A blue violin plays
Bop
In Jack's Cafe its red roof pitched
So the rain & the nighttime slide off to the curb
A blue violin plays
In Jack's Cafe the stairways are mahogany & polished & bare
& only one picture on a wall up to the barroom floor
That a plain woman long & blue
A blue violin plays
& in the barroom
A mustard stucco mural of great flowers & old movies
Some lilies
Decorate where the people dance
Outside a bus arrives
Painted with great flowers & old movies
Some lilies
Under
The black tin sky
In the glitzy signs flashing
At the crossroads
- -
At the crossroads
In a green window blue
Reflecting ice beer seafood bait propane
Saddle shoes & the merry life
A blue violin plays
Beach rails African pied crows & sailing ships
At the crossroads
- -
At the crossroads
On Billow Hill
The blinking light on the street
There
A blue violin plays
Bop
In Jack's Cafe its red roof pitched
So the rain & the nighttime slide off to the curb
A blue violin plays
In Jack's Cafe the stairways are mahogany & polished & bare
& only one picture on a wall up to the barroom floor
That a plain woman long & blue
A blue violin plays
& in the barroom
A mustard stucco mural of great flowers & old movies
Some lilies
Decorate where the people dance
Outside a bus arrives
Painted with great flowers & old movies
Some lilies
Under
The black tin sky
In the glitzy signs flashing
At the crossroads
- -
At the crossroads
In a green window blue
Reflecting ice beer seafood bait propane
Saddle shoes & the merry life
A blue violin plays
Beach rails African pied crows & sailing ships
At the crossroads
- -
At the crossroads
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
irises dripping...
irises dripping
the snow is melting
sun
glinting
off the car roofs across the street
1:44
lunch
& the mail came
the snow is melting
sun
glinting
off the car roofs across the street
1:44
lunch
& the mail came
Sunday, March 1, 2009
over the winter sea...
Coffee clocks & gulls ticking
Over the winter sea
A gray morning
& the smell of snow in the sky
Feathery flakes
Waltzing
Ticking
Over the winter sea
Over the winter sea
A gray morning
& the smell of snow in the sky
Feathery flakes
Waltzing
Ticking
Over the winter sea
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