poetry. thoughts and more than make-believe.

Saturday, September 29, 2007

When the body betrays you,
Phillip Roth wrote speaking

both times I stopped
uh one two three four
tap tapping that's what it feels like
when suddenly your body isn't
what you think anymore


...such a deep maroon
purplish color
purple
patty
pickle
petunia
...how i want to get lost in
sunset words
coloring
gnawing back punches
waking me up in
day grouchiness...

Thursday, September 20, 2007

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Indiana Dunes

the sky was periwinkle purple
a picture of make-believe heaven
wrapped in crinkled blue celaphane
what pinks marched along rippling shadows
and broad skylight
shone between sandy toes...
dropping
confectioner
s
u
g
a
r
on vinegar
countertops
she forgot
about the towels
wallowing on
damp
b
a
t
h
room
floors

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

overclosed

southeast
blueredequalswhatcolor
mishmashpotatoespaprikasprinkledovertop
looking outside broken
frontscreendoors
,
she's mad at herself
vocabularywords
runningtogether
fourteentwentytwo
,
homeworkcircles
flagsfrontporches
words

underlooked

Monday, September 10, 2007

on golden pond
lake
is straight up
divide in half

fishing Canadian morning

and when you have to fly in
drive off a dirt road
you know it's a good thing

quiet
ness

circles maryk staying at bettyk

and men wearing Bass hats
earlydays

Thursday, September 06, 2007

Reggae Fest.




We're in the background...we hadn't been there long till SNAP! It was a hot day, but dance-dance-dancin the afternoon away with the downtown crowd was completely wonderful.
"Happiness is only real when shared".....from Into the Wild
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