"Visions in Fog" |
Visions in Fog"Isolated weightless patches of fog-driftingLike mirages of ghostlike pirateships-lifting.Easily and peacefuly changing shapes in the breeze,From Flying jib to Main skysail to Spanker s...
Posted by Roger & Mr. Utley on Wed, 30 Jan 2008 03:41:00 PST |
In the Night |
"In the Night"
As I wandered under the blackness of nightand counted the pinholes in the sky.I glanced at the man in fluorescent moonlike a childs eye fixed on an escaping balloon.And of all the other...
Posted by Roger & Mr. Utley on Mon, 28 Jan 2008 04:34:00 PST |
"Why, why NOT" |
"Why, Why NOT"Why does he on mountain side,daydream of the beach?While he on beach can only thinkto climb to mountain peak?The fisherman standing on the bankto midlake slings his bait.While those in b...
Posted by Roger & Mr. Utley on Sun, 27 Jan 2008 04:31:00 PST |
"First Days of Spring" |
"First Days of Spring"
OUTSIDE MY DOOR I CAN EAR A DOVE UNDOUBTABLY COOING TO THE ONE THAT HE LOVES IN THE DISTANCE I LISTEN TO THE SOUNDS OF A LARK EXPRESSING BY CHIRPING THE DESIRES OF HIS HEART WI...
Posted by Roger & Mr. Utley on Fri, 25 Jan 2008 10:01:00 PST |
"Old Rag Doll" |
"Old Rag Doll"
I am not shiny, blue eyed and tall before you is just an old rag doll no buttons to push to hear a tale my clothes are old faded and pale I bring no wealth,I'll make no one rich as see...
Posted by Roger & Mr. Utley on Fri, 25 Jan 2008 09:46:00 PST |
"Tin Top Porch" |
"Tin Top Porch"
sitting under a tin-top porch enjoying a summer shower and gazing out lazily at a bountyful field of flowers with no particular thythm or strength along would come a breeze carrying w...
Posted by Roger & Mr. Utley on Fri, 25 Jan 2008 09:24:00 PST |
"PiRaTe PaRtY" |
"PiRaTe PaRtY"
THE TROPICAL BREEZES WILL DETERMINE THE ROUTE,
OF THIS ATHLETIC SHIP WITH ITS CHEST STUCK OUT.
MUSCLEBOUND TIMBERS THAT MAKE UP HER HULL,
GLISTEN IN WATERS AS BLUE AS ABOVE.
LIKE A STA...
Posted by Roger & Mr. Utley on Fri, 25 Jan 2008 08:25:00 PST |
"Foiled" |
"Foiled"
THE MIGHTY SHIP,LAYDEN WITH GOLD,LABORED STEALTHFULLY TOWARD ISLAND SHORE.HER CHESTS SHARED ROOM WITH DIAMONDS AND PEARLSSOON TO BE BARTERED WITH DARK SKINNED GIRLS.THUNDEROUS CANNONS ARE SI...
Posted by Roger & Mr. Utley on Fri, 25 Jan 2008 08:19:00 PST |
"Heart Strings" |
"Heart Strings"
The heart is only muscle....in which our life blood flows.So what are they then, tell me, ....where do heart-strings grow?These fragile strings sadly, ....are easily pulled it seems.A...
Posted by Roger & Mr. Utley on Fri, 25 Jan 2008 08:06:00 PST |
"Waking is a gift" |
"Waking is a gift"The quarter moon has completed...its leap frog o'er the earth.The sun's awaiting in the wings,...for a new day to give birth.Shifts end for the Bard Owl...he retires from nightly fl...
Posted by Roger & Mr. Utley on Fri, 25 Jan 2008 08:02:00 PST |
