Lakeward |
LAKEWARDDusty rose and apricotI haven't changed.My frock still criss-crossedPeriwinkle twined Madras& below, little Mary Janes.I loll down brown streetsStone and brick.Dusk-mottled Sycamores & ElmsSe...
Posted by Miss Jane on Thu, 02 Oct 2008 10:43:00 PST |
Rowboat |
ROWBOATMesmerized by the lustrous glittering beads,the sweat on your upper lip,Damselflies alight and rise again,Spiral in a haze,Haloing~~ Blue green grey. You keep rowing.I'm handling diamond-back s...
Posted by Miss Jane on Fri, 19 Sep 2008 07:27:00 PST |
St. Louis Blues |
St. Louis BluesBricky, bricky City,Lawyers begetting Lawyers,Police-issue pistol grip heelsPump & Sway,High-rise glinting the catenary curvesAs Saarinen's Gateway broaches the West.Beleaguered at the ...
Posted by Miss Jane on Thu, 28 Aug 2008 09:13:00 PST |
Here & There |
HERE & THERETransit my dolorous planet,Benevolent conduit,Luminous love.Slip across my meridian Gently as milkweedaloft.Pillow me WordlesslyIn your blue.Here below,On this broken tor,This spiny di...
Posted by Miss Jane on Mon, 28 Jul 2008 08:09:00 PST |
Shady Hill |
Shady HillBring the Chief Oshkosh lagerCool up from the cellar,Thin tiles of young sweetToothsome Brick And some pale crisp squares of soda crackers.The salt & cards fall on this wobbly folding tableA...
Posted by Miss Jane on Mon, 28 Jul 2008 04:57:00 PST |
Andouille |
ANDOUILLEAfter 11 happy years, my lovely red miniature dachshund, Andouille is dead. He spent the weekend in an emergency clinic being treated for pancreatitis. Renal failure and some spleen and li...
Posted by Miss Jane on Tue, 15 Jul 2008 08:03:00 PST |
Tea From Boulder & English Roses |
TEA FROM BOULDER & ENGLISH ROSESTea from Boulder & English roses~~Twilight flickers down.In brilliant saffron an Oriole flashesFrom the mulberry's fructuous boughs.Splashes of lilies, lavender lances,...
Posted by Miss Jane on Sun, 06 Jul 2008 02:56:00 PST |
Threads & Tatters |
THREADS & TATTERSYou come in tatters,in threads.You come in sighs,in words unsaid,in flooding crepe ripplesdrawn weftthrough the sky.I lie in bed,downy-pillowed in tonesas russet-gold slivers roll.My ...
Posted by Miss Jane on Sun, 06 Jul 2008 11:43:00 PST |
Deep Things Love To Drown |
DEEP THINGS LOVE TO DROWNFor DavidDo you still send up balloons for me?Light blue ebullienceRising from flotsam &Misspent kissesFilled with sand,Deep in smoke hushed navesOf red pine,Night sunk trunks...
Posted by Miss Jane on Wed, 02 Jul 2008 12:59:00 PST |
On the Street (repost) |
I knew I had written something else about a guy running up the street. Perhaps I will start a series.Here is one from May 2007:On The StreetAs I endlessly free fallDown my life,I am caught for a mome...
Posted by Miss Jane on Wed, 02 Jul 2008 08:48:00 PST |
