Tuesday, June 7, 2011

316 - 320

grocery aisle convo
my mind shops for
your name

your name is in
my mouth, a tooth
or a marble

sunshine or comet
a coat's brass button
shed, dropped

together alone
we stare at the sinking moon
a single footstep

chickadees bound bound
toward invisibility
knots on trees sing, blink

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

311 – 315

baby birds

all eyes, beak, closed and quiet

CHECK IT OUT! I yell.


birds

suspended in a gale

yes, but


requite, not quite

dead one more does

not to life

the others bring


a blue jay rests

black power lines sway

blue sky blue sky blue sky


another day here

and there and there and there

gray haired dandelions

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

306 - 310

lights on

on a parked car

footsteps halted


having dined alone

belly full of toast

sink full of crumbs


watched

we watched

a hawk


paper

creased creased creased

i check my phone


blue shells

bounded by

blue sky

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

301 - 305


like listening

the quiet that hugs the sound

lips on teeth


race horses coursing

steam trains kicking up black dirt

coffee ground grit bit


on the wall

your black shall

you bake, frost a cake


i caught the cat

yawning -

but you slept all day!


spring pinging

wet dots

on roof tops

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

296 - 300

knotted ropes squeak, groan

tiny boat in open seas

and potted plants bloom


shadow my shadow

yr stretched warped on the sidewalk

daytime moon daylight

curiosity

this down hill velocity

a bird flies thru hail


my last breath today

a warm, wordless eulogy

buried in blankets


along sidewalk cracks

worms stretch out long, taut

all vein, heart and guts

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

291 - 295


in your absence

I absentmindedly

eat 2 bowls worth


now riley

it's been so long, girl

same street, different clothes, a dress

yr cat long since passed


that was then, we say

telephone line spider threads

a fly caught, struggles


a single loose thread

arcs in the warm breeze, haloed

bright green maple starts


in a light blue sky

a tree's still bare limbs reach out

scratching a moon itch

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

286 – 290

yr my cloud break

my subtle earthquake

bright light and held tight


piers over calm calm

soft whispering of sand sand

cold hand in hand


the roof needs fixin'

says the rain to hire men

ants on dropped candy


gray skies, you old dog,

rheumy eyes and sooty coat

cloud breather, play dead


don't resist the knife

little tongue red sun balloon

a grilled cheese sammich