Sunday, November 30, 2008

LaVeNdEr FLoWeR HAIKU



LaVeNdEr FLoWeR
wAsH aWaY mAn'S eViL aCtS
wiTh PuRpLe PoWeR


Friday, November 28, 2008

TRASHY NONSENSE POEM



The debris
Of banshee

To the nth
Degree

In the
Dead sea

Or the
South sea

Is the debris
Of bourgeoisie

Under a
Christmas tree

Or in the
Human knee.

“What will be will just have to be”,

Said she beneath the willow tree.











Sunday, November 16, 2008

CANDLES



BRiGhT fLaMe FLiCkEriNg
AbOvE gLoWiNg GoLdEn WaX
TiL’ NiGhT’s DeAd AsLeEp

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

DEATH IN THREE PARTS



Though my body wither
I’ll take my soul hither
To find a time and place
To write another poem
Before I sleep
The long sleep and
Count no more sheep.

My body has begun to wither
And so my soul must go hither
To find a time and place
To write another line
Before I sleep the
Sleep of No Return.

Ere my body wither and die
My soul must go hither and fly
To a new time and place
To write one more line
Before I sleep the
Sleep of the
Last Goodbye.

Monday, November 10, 2008

rhapsody in blue

blue eyes
blue skies
blue words
blue birds
blue moon
blue tune
blue whale
blue snail
blue corn
blue horn
blue sea
blue pea

Saturday, November 08, 2008

AFTER William Carlos Williams' POEM "The Red Wheelbarrow"



so much depends
upon

a red
candle

glazed with
wax

beside the frozen
chicken

Inside a
white
sink.



*


The Red Wheelbarrow


William Carlos Williams1883 - 1963

so much depends
upon

a red wheel
barrow

glazed with rain
water

beside the white
chickens.

Tuesday, November 04, 2008

Four Modes of Travel on Election Night




I.
A Kangaroo
And a cute Gnu
Took a Trip to
Tasmania
And Timbuktu
In a Canoe
That was colored
Red white and blue.

II.
A Kangaroo
And a cute Gnu
Took a Trip to
Tasmania
And Timbuktu
Inside a shoe
That was colored
Red white and blue.

III.
A Kangaroo
And a cute Gnu
Took a Trip to
Tasmania
And Timbuktu
With a Poodle
Who was colored
Red white and blue.

IV.
A Kangaroo
And a cute Gnu
Took a Trip to
Tasmania
And Timbuktu
In a Kazoo
That was colored
Red white and blue.

Saturday, November 01, 2008

SYNTAX OF THE SOUL





neurons
like
trout
jumping
UP
&
DOWN
&
AROUND
&
ACROSS
the
river
and
into
the
trees .