PuppeteerYou turn meLike a camera settingNormal to negativeWith a clickMy voice modulatesTo your earHigh tones dialed downPitch bent skewedYou hand me a scriptQ and A for the partyLists topics to avoidPeople I may talk toHow do I look?You look me overBlack evening dressHair up, heels highProper postureOh, you forgot these…I touch my ears,Barren of drops,ContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Puppeteer”
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Poetry: Him
HIMWhen she thinks of him she smilesWhen he stands in front of her She sees him as an old manStill standing thereThat look in his eyesIn front of her, smiling“Could he stay there, with me, that long?Could I know him ‘till he goes gray?”Sometimes I wish I could tell him “I love you”But it’s still tooContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Him”
Poetry: W Stafford
January 17th is William Stafford’s birthday. If you live in the Bellingham area please consider dropping by Village Books that Tuesday for some poetry reading of Williams. Williams was a true American poet. Some interesting facts about his life: his first major book of poetry was published when he was forty-eight years old and in 1970ContinueContinue reading “Poetry: W Stafford”
PAD: Life Hike
Day 4 of Writers Digest Poem A Day~I will call it: LIFE HIKEHiking a broken trailbeneath green branchesfanned out over me blocking the skyhow close to life it feelsHard walk atop embedded rocks soles rub exposed rootssoil no longer covers sunlight filters throughspotlights on ancient fernsHead turns rightan opening sits plumbDoor to a perspective not yet knownCuriosity rulesContinueContinue reading “PAD: Life Hike”
Poetry: Look
Look!Straight on Into another’s faceYou see only what They want you to seeFamiliarity brings a Corrected angleLight deflectingMirror to mirrorBoucing ‘roundJust a shimmerOf characterForm discoveries Peter Pan’s shadowIt needs to be nailed downLook again! There you areJust another Every peek into the eyes Moves me closer to an explanation“When will I see more?”“After” you jestPatienceContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Look”
Poster: Phrasings
Poetry: Two Love Poems
Here are a two love poems I’m working on for a contest. Spicy hot!Saturdays SongSunny SaturdayBeams filter through The sheer curtained windowOnto the stage of us;A bed of messy coversSoftly, gentlyyou sing and strumI lie next to you and listen watching your fingers move Our song of loveFills the roomOur hearts Our mindsMix in theContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Two Love Poems”
Poetry: Fainting Spell
I drifted off to sleepAfter years of standing stillThe sun arched over me Like a soldier marchingHead slouched forward,The arms gave wayChin kissed the counter,The music gently playedA spell, a tranceFell over meSpiriting me away To a land of no worryI feel out of boundsDancing in the nightFloating and swimmingIn comforting darknessEyelids lift slowly andContinueContinue reading “Poetry: Fainting Spell”
Poetry: September Wind
Remember the old days around a camp fire when each person took turns adding to the story? Well, what if two friends did the same thing but in the form of a poem? My island friend Peter and I did just that over the past five days. The results? Read for yourself: S: The windContinueContinue reading “Poetry: September Wind”
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