Murmurations
|
Visitations
|
|
At day’s beginning,
The earth is winning. By end of year, It’s dragging up the rear. Hopes and wishes; Piled dirty dishes; Laundry strewn about; Neighbors falling out Of fashion. Our true colors clashing With new meaning. These thoughts are High and beaming. Hindsight twenty twenty. Candor finding plenty Of detours in the wake. Set on 365 to bake. Let the mongrel dogs have it. Who's on first? Hey Abbott! I gave my level best In this placebo Play-Dough test. Now reluctantly resigned. Gold and civil choices mined. Move forward, Don’t fall behind. Another hope. Another lesson. Piss up a rope And keep them guessing. 12/31/20
0 Comments
Onion peeling.
Anxious feeling. Friends revealing. Waxy sealing. Jingle jangle. Keys that dangle. Ever tangle. Locked hands wangle. I lament this Achy separateness. Tight regret fist holds A slow goodbye kiss. Drift away From Memory Bay. Can’t seem to say What fears allay. A prickly sting. A fraying string. A papery wing. Aloft smoke ring. No one listens. Speakers hissing. Something’s missing. Voyage christened. So it goes. What you chose Lit the fuse To a holy bruise. 6/18/21 Like windows louvered,
My light’s outmaneuvered. Walking blind with a monkey mind Toward some atonement. Against the foment. Waves of transition. A Catholic vision. Calm endearment With Wrigley’s spearmint, Old and sticky In purses picky. To light my fire. Warm thoughts transpire. While Venus Apollo's Embrace seems hollow, She stands sublimely And gazes timely, Aged to perfection. In genuflection At another altar, A short pole vaulter Seizes the day. Takes it away. Locked in a tower, The faithful flower, In sunset years And perennial tears. The view, majestic. The words, anapestic, Find their paper. So you will, later. 12/28/20 Upside down cake.
Modern snowflake. Not withstanding Boredom, landing On holiday habits. Snatch the Sabbath. Walk the churchyard. Pass the graveyard. Eyes for watching. Plans for botching. Curl the fingers. Stiff lip lingers. Trigger happy. Make it snappy. Thumbs are grinding. Cord rewinding. Leaning forward. Change the scoreboard. None to nothing. It’s always something. Put one over An Irish Rover. Peace finds light wing. Feats for dancing. Choir, chorus. Pisces, Taurus. Virgo Rising. Eulogizing. Extra baggage. Swarthy, savage. Smiling infant. In an instant, Lost world tilting Last words wilting 12/25/20 In the Now.
Here. And how. Focus fallow. Purple mallow. Green vine searching. Gold finch perching. Tiny creature. Water feature. Cozy nature Nomenclature. Latin botanicals Good with my animals. Mouse and Panzo. Tutti a pranzo! We’ll drink to wonder And living’s thunder. Today we have it. Tomorrow’s rabbit Hole we’ll follow. Deep, dark winding Halls are hollow. Walk with open Mind fires stoking. What's worth keeping, Light that’s leaping And landing on this Heart shaped lapis, Plump and porous, Bleeding casually, But conducts a chorus Of happy screaming. Aiming for us With headlights beaming. This night to feel Something real, The world’s reveal. 12/24/20 Big river snakes
In streams and little lakes. Dark odor roiling. Soup scent boiling. I'm treading water. Why do I even bother? I can see the shiny shore. Getting there means so much more Splashing. Hopes that fear dashing. Teeth gnaw and gnashing. It’s not my place To judge this sickened race. They don’t know better And to the letter They stick To selfish, horny solace. Shallow wallet mollusks Wandering and willing. Cavities that need filling On empty calories. Mikes and Mallorys Find each other At Spring break druthers. Play catch the frisbee, Is he or isn’t she? Shiny know nothing. Happy hole humping. Then a hot shower. So clean, they're sour. These snakes that need feeding. By the hour, they're up breeding. My aches still go needing In lakes. Rinse. Repeating. 11/18/20 Arthur Curtis, another day.
Gary Allen, here to stay. At the office, on the phone, Their lives leave them all alone. Lights go up. Pan around. Searching through their perfect town. People staring. “What’s with him?” “He’s looking flushed. Expression’s grim” Life was one thing, now it’s two. What you thought, we never knew. You look the part. You dress the same Who’s made up this guessing game? Life seems better, when there’s a plot. Instead of living, while you’re not. Let's try to figure and sort it out. No stone unturned, or lingered doubt. As who you’re cast, you’d rather be. Nice and easy, flying free. Up and onward, through the mist. A mind dimension's little twist. That’s a wrap. Strike the set. Just how lucky Can lucky get? 8/24/20 Zone S1E23 Hung up by the rubber straps.
Towed in, broke between the gaps. Coffee shop, paper napkin town. Turn that french frown upside down. Come inside and take a seat. I’m here to serve you a little treat. With a smile and frozen wink, I’ll push you in the skating rink. Glide along your chosen path. Gilded cage with Golden Calf. Drop a penny in the game. Find your marbles aren't the same. Once more over coffee, tea. Will you not remember me? I'll tell you if your chance is good. Rabbit’s foot and knock on wood. What will be your Destiny? Show the future I can see. If I don’t, maybe, I spose You'll become your lethal dose. They're all taking two steps back, As I push you down the track. Every answer seems to fit. Your next choice has come to it. Made your bed and there you lie. Destiny for a lucky guy. 6/28/24 Zone S2E7 Hello Danger.
Not a stranger. Think you're funny. Beat it, honey. Walk it backwards. Same exact words. Ever giving. Liver living. Tell me something, Sugar Dumpling, When you go looking For trouble cooking, Do you find it? Thread, unwind it? Or sew together Something clever, Fit for dancing, Shape enhancing. Not asking for me, But she who bore me And left a mess. Repine, repress What boils beneath and grinds your teeth. If weight needs lifting, Season’s gifting. Save the wrapping. More trouble trapping. Thought I was different. Turns out, Who isn’t? 11/16/20 Winner, Winner
Chicken Dinner. Raven, crow. How do you know? What you wish for. Down you go. In the clutch. Toe to toe. Cheer up, Charlie. Hooked on promise. You’re still a champ Around the office. Yet, still a chump In a sea of fist bumps. The deep, dark well Rings clear as a bell. Alone, alone, With matches thrown. On lonesome bones, What fighter's own. You are what you earn. You hurt, you burn. Bloody engagement Around the cistern. Wishes, wishes, wins delicious. A tiger’s tail seems superstitious Wanted once. Want them all. Thank You, Take the fall. Ambition lost on misspent youth. A Windsor knot into a noose. Mile high dreams and weeping walls Hit hard enough, the bricks will fall. ZONE S1E27 I’m a liar.
Small town crier. Emulsifier. Call me Sire. Dance with danger. Fellow stranger. Channel changer, Rearranger. Morning after, Falling plaster. Speeding faster Toward disaster. Oral cancer Ring, no answer. Preening prancer, New Romancer. Short and stocky. Bluebird hockey. Strutting cocky. Sushi, sake'. Chord progression. Win obsession. Metal heshion Hair concession. Date expire. Taut as wire. Anger, Ire, Vilifier 3/20/21 Scabrous manner,
Nail and hammer, Thick as thieves. Inner sleeves, Outer bombast. Nightly telecast With T.V. dinner. Eat your inner self, Perched on the upper shelf. Wear walking canes, And pull appalling reigns To tethered dreams, So you won’t scream When you let go. We got you, so Mind your toes Falling to affliction And feral benediction That prompts your conscience Wholly. Holy Moly This feels good, A fine grained wood That passed inspection. Your bold affection Will find truth calling. For now, quit bawling And have some seconds. This heart that beckons, An orphaned satellite, Roams an orbit stall In twinkling night, Beyond the wailing wall. 11/14/20 Virus light.
Sweet appetite. Girlfriend calling. Breath appalling. Twilight reaches Waves on beaches. Turn down the pillow. Your bending willow Wants to break. Nature’s mistake. Why she weeps. Into river creeps, Hoping one will notice The water lotus, Born from sorrow. Always tomorrow, To make the difference. Just one more inference About being needy, For characters seedy And hardened over. A four leaf clover Waits for its’ wisher, Who’s heart, a fissure, Has carved its’ hope. Send down a rope, They’ll know you need it. Your fields are weeded. Search for your seedling. Just like a bee sting Makes you feel special. It’s warmth, a petal Across your heart’s threshold. 11/22/20 |
