Tuesday, February 22, 2011

276 - 280

a warm afternoon

small cats lapping up water

at times, a clock ticks


i study the tracks

made by backpacks through brick paths

and now, a decade



my dear dr. ink

eyes behind glasses

a cosmic culture of blue

a microscope prepped


thoughts crystallizing

form order from alphabet

outside, snow collects


writers in cafes

clustered about like snowflakes

words stick, collect, melt

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

271 - 275

bright skin reflected

off the edge of a dark knife

half a blood orange


we ride parallel

synced up like windshield wipers

rain dots our faces


I'm going to the park

to paint parrots on pages

white paper cages


two boys fake war

their tactics all plastic

park pigeons limp by


a necklace placed, shifts,

retrace the steps of caress

grass torn and thrown



Wednesday, February 9, 2011

266 - 270

in my apartment

burnt toast sits in the sink

still warm blankets dream


unabashed squirrel

a frantic rain wet porch bath

exposed tea leaves shine


i bike thru light rain

the sun shy in the sky, bright thru

houses of shadows


birds the same size as

planes. the skyline, construction

crane backlit, frozen


one snake shed its skin

late afternoon light reveals

galaxies of dust


Tuesday, February 1, 2011

261 - 265

sea canary sings

frequencies inaudible

subliminal sea


a warmed piston

dipped in honey

hearts beat a path


clouds part angelic

a flurry of birds chirping

free cake I can eat!


the theory of snacks

a table, some empty bowls,

and one shy cookie


leaf, not fallen far

a brown spot on the roof top

voices unwind, wind