One thing at a time

Looking at parts of the hole
I see
minuscule matters
and things such as these
meta seek and micro zoom
You said and I said
We mean
the small pieces, by letter
one
It's hard to hear
the echo is blurry
what do you see
in the closeness?
One
there are clouds
clods of dirt and minerals
gems, fools gold
made into shiny clay
by the minuteness of
concentration
pulled into Virga
amounting to nothing
but the pressure to become
one
haboob
passing through
what was
once
a lush landscape.


Image by Grant W. Goodge, NASA, in N. Caroline, Virga from atop Flat Top Mountain.

Scratching the surface

It began then,

I used to practice on voodoo dolls

Aligning with the pencil first

But even then, something jerks the wrist

As my thoughts grow, futile

To chase after it

Vexing and curses said

I feel the weight

Of an eight-ton boulder of granite, leaded

Asserting its antiquity

On my shoulder, I can still try to erase

Rely on random distraction

Bolts are bold sparks-there I said it-

Losing my place

Lets me go

I fight with me

Incessantly, and yet words escape

Somehow-I’ve always been this way

Scribbling furiously, relieving pressure, dying inside

Without a place to put

What I no longer have room to hide

Scratching the surface with graphite

I hope the day comes when

Ink doesn’t remind me 

of my own blood.

Image of drawing by Carl von Bergen (1891) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

Dining out in broad daylight

From behind the glass wall,
you can see it all from there-
the horizon, of course
vast.
Crystal clinks in the sharp
busy air, the noon rays
get in, somehow.
White linens, lemons and Jazz,
a breezy air the pelicans cruise,
forgetting it's Tuesday.
Ice water in goblets gratis
bread before salad, indulgences
flowers on food, eating our cake.
Reserved
murmurs accompany
a cackling laugh,
which barges through, interrupting
-the ambiance-
Who is watching Who?
Crazy gums with dirty fingernails
talks nearby, asking questions, I think,
to the blue sky
the grey ocean, is stoic.
Retired and grey,
they too test the cement benches.
Lazy days and costumes, all passersby
on either side of the unshatterable glass-
repast is served.



Image By Islandyachtclub (Own work) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.

Mans Machinations (Haiku)

The best invention
mankind has made yet
is a personae.















Image by By Brush & Pencil [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons 1898 costume artists festival.

Brilliance (Haiku)

Flaws are just unknown
inclusions to consider
when held up to light.









Image By Zultgems, LLC (Zultgems, LLC) [CC0], via Wikimedia Commons.  Zultanite rough crystal.

Mass a peel (Haiku)

An orange is not

a nihilist refusing

the beauty of rhyme

Rise and Shine

Today was the day

we knew

we were wrong

& had been all along.

Trusting in their truths,

evidence, predictions, proof, profession

Confession: certitude with servitude

brought back into light

when the sun did not rise. 

Image By NASA [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons. Taken October 20th 1968 from Apollo 7 altitude of 120 nautical miles above Earth on its 134th revolution (213 hours and 19 minutes after launch).