Thursday, July 31, 2014

Get Up

none escape yet beauty
arises in spite of our loss
will be twice awakened
realize first then get up

without old distractions
tiring of clear skies sun
welcome promised fall
forward positive change

Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Perfect Clarity

the writing writes itself once set going
every word irreplaceable by any other
as if parts of speech mattered the most

the opposite of what is meant is said
confusing the opposition sows doubt
that anything can fail to be understood

this goes on until bedtime at the least
murmured soothingly gradually slows
as perfect clarity emerges from the fog

Tuesday, July 29, 2014


constructed by circumstance
process playing out the form

I see you smiling like myself
barely able to get the line out


Monday, July 28, 2014

Hot Night

what kind of salad serves Thespis
how accelerate the hot night tempo
without directing even then you can't

just to have an actor for every part
never short of opinions all can talk
and do whether or not I am listening

Its Mark

one good sentence after another
falls off my poor fingers into
the sky or memory what is the
point if no one will read them
what do they contain but life
its mark as if agreeing to it all

Saturday, July 26, 2014

Who Else

go ahead say it I'm lonely
not lonely really but isolate
not enough friends or action
no one to talk to all the day
especially when you're away

of course I can't be friends
with anybody my own age
too lumpy not sexy annoying
feebleness preechoing mine
and who else wants to be

nothing to be done it's life
goes this way wish or not
necessary to be sorry I
wasn't someone different
did something else entirely

Thick Fingers

an unexpected glow
in the dark corner
he plays a little Mozart
anatomizing the turn
thick fingers nimble enough
mind momentarily there
then returns to words
as the sun rises
the glow moves on

Thursday, July 24, 2014

Two People

I talk to the chickens
and to you the "page"
none else to muse to
emptily walking about

one will have to be two
people in order to exist
to give and to receive
actually do something

Wednesday, July 23, 2014

The Source

strange noises disturbing when alone
like images unidentifiable intrusions
into familiar photographs like dreams

walk around listen more closely find
the source tells everything unknown
harmonies of color sound and person

too simple for a novel unremembered
passions deliberately provoked kind
friends ready to be called upon to help

Other Ages

forever trying to get from one place in Manhattan to another
as if I never outgrew my twenties or fifties never dreaming
other ages I have known as well or better thinking clearer
doing what I embrace instead of the old moth-like fluttering
want need can choose your verb for these unique occasions
each single pair of nights framing another unrepeatable day