Seattle's Squid Ro'    1902 -   
Hazard but mostly harmless ...
Hazard but mostly harmless ...
3 days ago

behind those eyes play
liquid cinema language
celluloid tears flow


4 days ago

What creak woodwinds
in this forest late at night?

Yellow eyes reflect the moon
giving one that awful fright.

Thoughts that run with legs of clay
and stiffened neck that will not sway.

Shadows play there deadly lay
obscure down gallows arbor way.

Rough trip-toes and hanging branch
lichen soft with tooth and nail.

Phantoms come to pry their craft
from lids on box of rusty tales.

All fold told on Hallow's Eve
as stranger dreams clutch an' cleave.


One billion years erosion
in geologic year's corrosion
wasted memories' of sediment
with each missing layer evident
this love has gone assay

One vaudevillian tear's emotion
her illogic fears in motion
blasted temporary sentiments
reached wringing player's testament
this love has gone astray

Gone pavilion near our ocean
to pathologic mere a notion
having tasted demur's betterment
beached swimming breaker element
this love has gone to clay


Oct 17      Oct 17

Your face does shine
from hooded flame
as red stream hair entwines
tame around eyes framed

your smile infects in absolutes
strikes home its claim
as sweet surrender unmatched
leaves care by name

there and then foresworn
this game of loss and pain
and gives completely born
a symphony of loving gain


How do you fair
in that mid-west
you who carnival
this only heart in chest

from deepest source
gives life to being
a grand canyon force
while millenially senescing

how monarchs burst
on migrations day
this love does swarm
near cliffs of clay

this empty space
that falls between
still gives waltz pace
for you dear queen


It is brewed in heart
doubly mortally consumed
this potion of love


Dearest, do not fret the long nights and short days;
as geese form a V to your heart's content.

- cec

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