Beginnings |
Moments,
Ghostlings,
Weaving in and out
Of Juniper trees;
The coastal fog
Sequestered us in a bed
And breakfast. Holding
Hands, we viewed our
Kingdom from a balcon...
Posted by Kathleen on Wed, 20 Feb 2008 08:07:00 PST |
Rough Draft In A Box |
Surreal, real,
Surreal, real
Which is it? Which was it?
Two giant minds meet
One Squashed road kill
Feast
Struggling to get out of the box
Struggling to stay in a...
Posted by Kathleen on Mon, 18 Feb 2008 11:09:00 PST |
"Art Department Rules" |
My brother in law, a graphic artist, sent this to me.
Enjoy!
Art Department Rules
1. Find a place you trust then try trusting it for a while.
2. General duties of a student--Pul...
Posted by Kathleen on Fri, 01 Feb 2008 02:15:00 PST |
An Evergreen’s Oracle |
I am strength. I stand no matter what the weather throws at me, and it's the weather I deal with more than anything. These birds in my branchesare mere ticklings. These winters, mere chill wind...
Posted by Kathleen on Fri, 01 Feb 2008 02:01:00 PST |
Rain Dance |
I pulled
From my shoulders your
Warm terrycloth robe and stepped
Naked, into a winter shower.
Sprinkles misted down
Lovingly, your fingers
Behind them,
Our secret smiles gliste...
Posted by Kathleen on Mon, 28 Jan 2008 12:04:00 PST |
The Owl and The Vulture |
alone todayin a dark wood,the owl from my dream became a vulture.I didn't shiveror pull my coatclose around my
shoulders.he slid past on oily wings.I called to him-...
Posted by Kathleen on Thu, 24 Jan 2008 10:40:00 PST |
The End of The Tunnel of Love |
Staring atFreezing caveWalls 3000 miles Offshore,Running a coldPhalynxOver a bonyCradle whereA phallusUsed to roar.No one willEver find us,Let alonePenetrateThese blue-greenMouths...
Posted by Kathleen on Thu, 24 Jan 2008 09:30:00 PST |
The Wall |
I stare coldly and madly with all the fierceness I can willinto tired green eyes, It stares back directly in my face.I note it's girth and depthAnd know there will never be any escape.Looming, towerin...
Posted by Kathleen on Tue, 15 Jan 2008 07:15:00 PST |
Falling asleep in the Jacuzzi |
Many's the night I float to sleepin the steaming rapture of my tiny sea,
What if the ocean were warm, not cold?
Would we have crawled from it,
microscopic and bold?
Will ...
Posted by Kathleen on Sun, 13 Jan 2008 10:27:00 PST |
The Wife is Crazy |
They're hovering,
vultures and hyenas,
waiting patiently for this
half alive carcass to rot
just a bit more so they
can have a good long feeding.
I will be awake fo...
Posted by Kathleen on Sun, 13 Jan 2008 07:04:00 PST |
