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Originally posted on Meditatio Ephemera:
? I saw you there the night before, a leggy black pearl against the glossy white tub, and made a note: Spider. Remove before showering.…
A singular invasion
In the tumble-dry furnace of Nevada afternoon, a snoop escapes notice. This impostor, a perfect artifice of thought and design, drifts (seemingly) in congress with its confrères, deployed seeds of … Continue Reading A singular invasion
I wore a Woodpecker
as I was sipping Sleepy Tea A little birdie came to me And settled down upon my very head It was a sight, all blue and white It seemed to … Continue Reading I wore a Woodpecker
Just a singer in a rock and roll band
we gathered that night, impromptu. music was rumoured. by the bush, secluded. a small fire, falling to embers. things brought were guitars, harps, a fiddle, a beatbox. and a voice … Continue Reading Just a singer in a rock and roll band
Mulling it over
Down the stairs for the laundry. Each step more slow and ponderous than the last. The good hand slides smoothly on the banister. The other dangles with barbed wire pain. … Continue Reading Mulling it over
ticktock ticktock
67.742 years, or 3534 + 5/7 weeks, or 24,743 days, or 593,832 hours, or 35,629,920 minutes, or….. 2,137,795,200 seconds, and counting. These things I use, instead of counting sheep. But, … Continue Reading ticktock ticktock
The Self
Often thinks about the ending. Impoverished soul. Why so? Brain sees itself as a walnut. Exactly that size and that texture. Ripe now, and dried. if opened, you’d find compartments … Continue Reading The Self
Tenuous
I’ve started seeing faces in the most unlikely things. At random times and places these thoughts, upon their wings demand my close inspection, their weirding eyes aglow; their dark’ning introspection … Continue Reading Tenuous
A Cuckoo clock Christmas
I brought you a present ‘Twas an old cuckoo clock From a second hand store in the city On its top was a pheasant And it said “Tick-a-Tock” So I … Continue Reading A Cuckoo clock Christmas
Just lucky, I guess
When I think about the sometimes humdrum nature of our small town, I must also remember its blessings. In the 30 years that I have lived here, we have never … Continue Reading Just lucky, I guess
a naked truth
poisonous home? p’raps it’s better makes you get out there and be a man or look for ways that ever you can tells you truth, stripped to its core alone, … Continue Reading a naked truth
Are my feet off the ground?
With an inkling of joy & brightness, I’ve experienced what seem to me to be the figurative visitations of angels. Chance encounters, while out in the marketplace or pumping gas, … Continue Reading Are my feet off the ground?
The bad trip
Today, we are shopping. I have been well for a long while now. It was planned. I am with you both, my dear ones. But, since awakening, two cups of … Continue Reading The bad trip
The dearness
Closeness, at this moment, denied in this full stop, this frozen frame I taste the tongue of these airs I breathe the lung of its layers This painting, one of … Continue Reading The dearness
…Carry these men and women who get lost when the sun goes down
WHO ….was a pupil. In Her class. She never used a pointer, but knew how to single you out. He called it The Flying Fickle Finger of Fate, and that … Continue Reading …Carry these men and women who get lost when the sun goes down
Who shouts out hallelujah, who’s gonna sing out loud?
Who is a midnight driver …. That stays about ten over the highway limit, so as to appear normal. Dead on between the lines, no wandering onto the shoulder. … Continue Reading Who shouts out hallelujah, who’s gonna sing out loud?
