Monday, October 26, 2015

The Monarchy of October


From my quiet pitch in my pj's
the dawns dark fire rekindled
under the coal clouds
embers embracing day 
remembering and warming
their undersides
pink lily liver bellies 
waiting for white to shine on...

The shadows never slept,
spoke the moon softly
who watched 
the menage a trois
of Mars, Venus and Jupiter
atop the altocumulus stage
late and lascivious at this hour-

A hush and the sky gives way
to orange, Octobers delicacy
indulgent, licking glad and warm, 
Indians wave
at the passing warm breeze 
the kindred Monarch
of summer reborn 
taking the Santa Ana pass
linger now

A black phoebe cracks
shells in the slow stir
of rise and shine
human voices splinter
lips labor for slivers, 
making first words
untruth
whispers and thoughts
are better for the butterflies
already dressed 
for Octobers occasion. 




Image by By Lisafern (Own work) [CC0], via Wikimedia Commons.




One on One, or Eleven


I.
It is only breaking the rules 
if you are playing the same game.
II.
They are called Higher Truths
because they go over the heads of those looking down.
III.
Popular and award-winning are not goals,
they are only endings.
IV.
Despite the reflection in the mirror,
you've only met in passing.
V.
Success is doing what you're good at every day,
even when it is not successful.
VI.
Education is a service, learning is a luxury,
and comprehension is a privilege. 
VII.
A nest egg is for your children's future.
VIII.
Spend your legacy in your lifetime. 
IX.
Real love is pure selflessness. 
X.
Dreams are conversations.
XI.
Art tells secrets.
Creativity is light and light.



Image By Internet Archive Book Images [No restrictions], The world's history, a history of the world.  via Wikimedia Commons.



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.

Friday, October 23, 2015

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.


Wednesday, October 21, 2015

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.

Tuesday, October 20, 2015

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.

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