Sunday, February 28, 2010
day 102 - mike turned 19 or something
Thursday, February 25, 2010
meetings
we have lunch in unusual places
in the apple grove
or the high school wood shop,
by the sea on a white painted table
or at the library - very quietly of course
in the apple grove
or the high school wood shop,
by the sea on a white painted table
or at the library - very quietly of course
tea party on the beach
imagine us, your best friends,
scattered along the coast
dressed is soft yellows, baby blues
and ballet-slipper pink dresses
hands clasping antique cups
overflowing with sweet tea
milk pitchers shaped like cows
and fancy silver spoons
tucked into the white crystals
of an over sized sugar bowl
scattered, like we are, across a table
as if it too were an ocean
fishing for boys in loose bow ties
and snacking on petit fours
with curly haired irish lads
and dames in elegant dresses
scattered along the coast
dressed is soft yellows, baby blues
and ballet-slipper pink dresses
hands clasping antique cups
overflowing with sweet tea
milk pitchers shaped like cows
and fancy silver spoons
tucked into the white crystals
of an over sized sugar bowl
scattered, like we are, across a table
as if it too were an ocean
fishing for boys in loose bow ties
and snacking on petit fours
with curly haired irish lads
and dames in elegant dresses
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
chain singer
we woke up in the milder woods
of a new england province
pink roses in full bloom
tucked in colorful glass bottles
nestled between the leaves
all around our blankets and sheets
lost in a familiar neighborhood
we bought 10 cent ice creams
and put circles of pebbles
in people's driveways
of a new england province
pink roses in full bloom
tucked in colorful glass bottles
nestled between the leaves
all around our blankets and sheets
lost in a familiar neighborhood
we bought 10 cent ice creams
and put circles of pebbles
in people's driveways
lockettier
six winged angels in fuax leather jackets
and foreign textbook boots
spread the chaos of an uncertain afterlife
to the men and women of battle fields
and the fortress walls of Cahokia Fort
when angels are found sleeping like children
dreaming of kitten paws and fresh figs
on the beaches and river banks
in homemade four-point beds
with irish lace linens and downy pillows
should you disrupt them let it be
with fresh milk in glass bottles
a song and a strong british blend
in fine white china tea cups on saucers
hand painted with flowers and seasonal berries
locked not to the task at hand
because angels of all creatures
are playful and hungry
don't rush them towards terror
or your next cuppa will be cold
and foreign textbook boots
spread the chaos of an uncertain afterlife
to the men and women of battle fields
and the fortress walls of Cahokia Fort
when angels are found sleeping like children
dreaming of kitten paws and fresh figs
on the beaches and river banks
in homemade four-point beds
with irish lace linens and downy pillows
should you disrupt them let it be
with fresh milk in glass bottles
a song and a strong british blend
in fine white china tea cups on saucers
hand painted with flowers and seasonal berries
locked not to the task at hand
because angels of all creatures
are playful and hungry
don't rush them towards terror
or your next cuppa will be cold
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
day 97, 98, 99
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010
picture day 88
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
scott walker
i know i'm behind on photos, but i have been using the camera a lot... just not updating my readership. also, it's not even appropriate to mention the word poetry here these days, is it? mou'sif.
i have been playing a lot on polyvore and tumblr though, if you want to check out what i've been up to elsewhere on the interwebs.
i've also been discovering. well, i did a single discovery. i discovered this man (and i love him):
i have been playing a lot on polyvore and tumblr though, if you want to check out what i've been up to elsewhere on the interwebs.
i've also been discovering. well, i did a single discovery. i discovered this man (and i love him):
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Day 87
Day 86
Day 85
Tuesday, February 09, 2010
pictures forthcoming
i went to homegoods today on michelle's recommendation and found two lovely, floral tea cups with saucers. now liz and i can enjoy our tea in dainty fashion. ^_^
Sunday, February 07, 2010
kisses like cake
in the heart of the jungle
her kisses tasted like candy
pink and sweet and wrapped
in a fine layer of resolve
peeled away like a curtain
to a window overlooking the moon
and from crater to crater
i followed her for more
her kisses tasted like candy
pink and sweet and wrapped
in a fine layer of resolve
peeled away like a curtain
to a window overlooking the moon
and from crater to crater
i followed her for more
Day 84
Saturday, February 06, 2010
77 thru 83 project dump
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