Tuesday, May 21, 2013

6 AM

word collage.  I'm not sure how much longer I'm going to keep up this weekly poem thing.  I have run out of ideas to challenge myself, and I ran out of ideas to write about some time ago.  Thoughts, anyone?

6 AM

there's     a    g    downstairs
something         host
  cere   w            of   birdsong
      bra l    blinking       for
                       in   the  dawn

a   sl ight  departure   to  the   left
      e      from        morning   horizon
    of  common         coffee
hand  misunderstanding      needs

we  s    in    hushed    voices
    poke   mo no
   at            syl lab ic
     the               grunts
 paper   eggs 

the    slanted     light   is    lazy
news    slouches       ly  buttered
  repeat   are                toast
      droning  warranted

misleading     quiet       sidewalks
 pesky    chiming     and
    bells       alarms   a heavy   dew                        

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

No poem this week

There will not be a poem this week.  I was hoping to start one while babysitting, but yesterday the baby was in a rotten mood and today he refused to take a nap.  

Tuesday, May 7, 2013

Foggy Walk


Foggy Walk

In the mist
In the midst
Of looking back
I recalled that
I re-called that
Number front to back
What a climate
What a climb it
Helps to clear the head
Still assenting to
Still ascending to
Not yet get to bed

The core of us in
The chorus of an
Arbitrary stream
A well coming
A welcoming
Ending to the theme
Murmured wind with
More myrrh in with
Something calling slow
Fog covers oaks
Fog covers, soaks
It's time to get back home