And He Came Every Evening-Just To Play |
(Arthur- The Bear Constellation)Your words inspire me to be careful with mineWhich isn't easy because they are notalways full of care as they careerabout maddened by the blanknessof unmanned wallsthe ...
Posted by on Fri, 26 Oct 2007 09:54:00 GMT |
Silhouette |
Caught by an updraftmy eye sees the wing's glanceThe wind has changed its mindShe plunges, and now they stand500 strong outside the gallery demandingWhere is Ana?On the other side of the worldIn anoth...
Posted by on Wed, 05 Sep 2007 08:24:00 GMT |
Wrequiem |
Down there with sea grassesand pieces of Dutch shippingsent under before the portYour sun sets...reddish then black...ocean inkAnd me, maudlin, sitting here with the Tibetan Book of the Deadsearching ...
Posted by on Sun, 02 Sep 2007 20:09:00 GMT |
Osiris Wed |
Behind the blackest of NightsYour wordsDiamonds for the ImaginationThat drew me outlined beyond the coal firesexploding in these engines here.Evolving down through the StarsWe carried whole worlds wit...
Posted by on Sat, 01 Sep 2007 08:39:00 GMT |
Lonely Planet Guide |
( First an x=plane-ation... one certain to ruin the poem but...This is the kind of poem I'd like to send to Phillip Adams who is a fine radio program host but a total materialist who guards his monoth...
Posted by on Thu, 30 Aug 2007 22:04:00 GMT |
Triffids |
From the white noisethe great flood in the airthey insulate me.Huddled aroundlike uprooted warriors within a warthey sleep unbeknownst.Waiting only to be watered..An inner world overun by greenicityWh...
Posted by on Thu, 30 Aug 2007 07:34:00 GMT |
