this is how we grow potted drips. under a leaky rainbow’s pastel frown we all know love is the sky’s stevedore the off-loader of beauty its binding hands like weatherboard cottages (creased and a little dirty under the fingernails) evolve the soil and syncopate moon beats and the rainbow lets go the spat droplets like … Continue reading sky’s stevedore
Written for Miz Quickly's October 3 Prompt (Sadistic Laughter from the Rabbit) composition 1 this door, with nose and eyes slams silently, and her the letterbox with silent space for communication; her need drips off him, the puddle staining the carpet around his chair composition 2 banana slices in her breakfast the round soft shock … Continue reading Abstraction #Miz Quickly
deep ocean eye-tonic green the sip of mandibles lilly leaf cups dew paused a transparent dawn song of summer every vein supposes goodness forgiveness wave’s caress swish of coast a beetle’s wing Written for Miz Quickly - August 20. Used one photo (below) and two words: good & coast You will have to excuse my … Continue reading Summer Dawn
who is she? face like mine but aged in a tiny sudden way surprising as a pond - murky water turned mother of pearl a dance-floor for the sky time is a galaxy pinpointed and vast I find security counting frost hairs around a leaf; photographing rain drops in the puddles the trees swing deep … Continue reading reflections
I am awake watching gaps in leaves seeing woolly mammoths those creatures of the past, preserved in ice and mud I must not wallow like them for ten thousand years but leap up and shake myself celebrate the fallen crystals shattering about my toes This is my truth penned like knife strips through a canvas … Continue reading Insomnia
Out of the Cave 