Two concrete rectangles, steel and wood Call one bed, the other, living room A door in and out, a middle glass partition White walls breathe and bend Black and white floors tiles flex to feet, Large windows let in light A turquoise chair is married to a red desk A white telephone has divorced a […]
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running under chaos order under order -chaos death a stream running under birth birth standing behind every -death flowers whisper death and birth in all seasons this is how it is: Just. Aug 8 2017
Just as day starts fading night draining the sky of light a red throated hummingbird whirrs in sipping the cosmos Blooming just for me Rayn Roberts
I was walking around Green Lake last week and met Melanie Reed, the Green Lake Poet. Most sunny, summer afternoons, she sits at a table right near the old bath house and writes poems for anyone who wants one. She has topics to select or you can give her your own. I asked for one […]
What have you done, little grey wing Flown the dark Atlantic to Cordoba Heard the poetry of Lorca Stolen a song of some ruiseñor Returned with them swelling your breast? Again, to the moon’s full glow Accompanied by crickets, the songs Filter through the lemon tree. The mockingbird awakens me. THIS is what I MEAN!!!
Roaches in the kitchen Rats in the rafters Ants in the cookie jar Act now not after Huffin’ and puffin’ Wolf at the door Blowin’ down the house That’s what’s in store Crows in the cornfield Mice in the larder Weasel in the white house Gotta try harder! Stand up America! Stand Up America!