the thunderclaps in the night
purple dust clouds the light.
dogs on fences howl at moon
shadows on the floors of rooms.
crickets in the burnt grass call
cold rain falls on houses tall.
purple dust clouds the light
strong winds, a cold backbite.
the cats in an alley eat a fish
golden moon dangles like a dish.
whistlers banging windowpanes
brown rainwater in storm drains.
shadows on the floors of rooms
whispered voices softly croon.
a child falls into a deep sleep
after counting leaping sheep.
a music box plays it's chords
creaking in the old floorboards.
cold rain falls on houses tall
above, a golden nugget meatball.
crows in the field circle around
beaks pick seed up off the ground.
people shutting off streetlights
families settling in for the night.
Sep 26, 2020
Sep 26, 2020 at 9:51 AM UTC
packed in the family car,
going slow down the smaller
roads. radio set to a classics
station. we talked about
the latest news, things
we've heard, how work was.
sitting in silence for part of
the ride, as we listened to the
wind from the sunroof and
windows.
the apple picking harvest
is back again. I can't wait
for supple afternoons with
a crisp breeze. drinking
sweet cider and munching
on powdered rounds.
walking orchard rows of
tower trees \plucking red
noses high and low.
sneaking bites in between
picks, juice dripping down
face and sticky fingers.
it's like you're a child again,
on slow weekend mornings.
dragging day passes on,
the parts tied in
conversations and quiet
moments. crack of twigs
a crushed creed
that fills the spaces of apples
falling to the floor, bruised
by a sharp hit. I pick them
up to look at, taking in the
dents and gray flesh. I
throw them back to the
compost beneath the fruit
tree. the pieces that escape
scars, I plop into my sack
that's gradually getting
heavier.
Aug 26, 2018
Aug 26, 2018 at 11:47 AM UTC
traffic backup,
roadwork signs.
drive down road,
little houses
treed yards.
brown leaves,
first sign of fall.
kids about to go back to
school\parents
return to work. rolling
on the seconds go,
ticking by faster
each year so it
seems.
cars piled up,
to slow, won't go.
tiny dancers in the
wind blow on to car
windows,
another sign of coming
Harvest Season.
people resist the clear
trademarks
enjoying the fall,
but resenting the
winter.
I can't understand
New England birds,
you're housed in
cocoons like caterpillars
that guard against the
elements,
not freezer coldness
that animals call home.
I'm not sure the memo
reached you,
but this isn't the
South.
trees like snakes,
shed their
rainbow skins, as
"Old Man Winter"
kicks in. the sound of
leaves crunching, cold
on the floor under foot.
Autumn's death has
no memorial,
birds flying South
a eulogy.
Aug 24, 2018
Aug 24, 2018 at 4:55 PM UTC
ice came down
mixed with rain
streaked windows
on this april spring day
thunderclap
struck the sky
bolted across
blanket white deck slick
greased up the skillet
stir up some eggs
fried, plated
bangs, knicks, scrapes
pushes on curb-top
pours into driveway
rips mailboxes from posts
in muck
like drums
rat-a-tat rat-a-tat
down it spills
beating on housetops, hose-water
streets
neighbors drive on
wash-out roads
a few speed through
riper to pass slow
folks losing electricity
trees fallen 'round
hibernating, little, town
colorless sounds clog up headset
on a mismatch sort of day
out-of-place ride-out
gasket blown
Jul 23, 2018
Jul 23, 2018 at 8:49 PM UTC
Bruised bananas, oddball oranges
arranged apples/pleasant, purple, plums.
mouth suckers/sour, pucker footballs.
Scrumptious, seeded, spheres,
carved centers bullseye red.
Tiny, tangy, tangerines toying tongue
juicy joy lasting leisure
twisted, **** grapefruit/paralyzing buds.
Spring strawberries dripping stain
white shirt brand new.
Green grapes, giant reds, sweet bursts
eye explosion.
Little lime sliced, ice in drink, slowly sipped
pretty pineapple rounds Christmas jellied.
Pulverized pomagranate splitter splatter all around
shrunken, squeezed, prunes/beet colored juice bottle.
Bitter bite, cold cherries/yuck yuck, they're the pits.
Jul 23, 2018
Jul 23, 2018 at 8:47 PM UTC
through little roads tired car pokes
on the track to Ordinary Joe's
gatecrasher, purple shuttered, fort
between two white picket fence houses
tucked up half-pint box out of line on the line
in cold, squeezed, lemonade
sweet spring ambrosia to the lip
of deep green blanket children sit on, play on
running around shoes and socks
thrown on sidewalk hot as frying pan
crack an egg/hear it sizzle
dotted trees all the same side to side
rooms hide in cramped spaces like cubbies
slips of lip like butter roll off snake tongues
daggers pointed
circus act on display or an animal in the zoo
that doesn't fit in this topsy-turvy slide-show
called life
hackneyed stares glued in place on childish faces
like a match of heads or tails
cupped hands carry quarters for crank candy jars
at mall, or pick-up sticks snatched from floor
Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 12:11 PM UTC
Coming down, it all falls down.
let yourself fly away like free bird.
slow up your pace losing full speed,
lend your ears to things heard.
all gathered 'round please take heed.
Coming down, it all falls down.
trading this nightmare for a dream.
down on my knees eyes to sky,
carvings I read what do they mean?
I stare at the faces of passersby.
Coming down, it all falls down.
I'll move on to a place for only bards.
pushed 'n shoved idiots don't budge,
bang their gavels loud and hard.
people acting like a judge.
Coming down, it all falls down.
one day grins will turn to frowns.
hecklers claim seeds sowed,
in this clean shaven town.
no "X's" mark the spot or roads.
Coming down, it all falls down.
won't anybody put'em in place?
misplaced doubt and fear,
crooked smirk on face.
people stop and sneer.
Coming down, it all falls down.
you see won't rearrange?
that what you think
it never changes,
how can it be?
Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 12:08 PM UTC
thunder saw the eye of storm, it saw cutting
wind, hail crashing down hard. mud on streets,
snapped limbs swooped,
zig-zag bolted sky. slick night dash of cars.
things built of metal, left out turned to rust.
banging shutters tapping house like a drum, or
fingers scratching them like washboards in a
jug band.
listen to backdoor radio, jamboree of the night.
nighttime animal sounds on speaker, thunder
greeted broiling sky, lit-up like a firecracker
show. refuse flew in cloudless sky, rain
put out fire.crickets played fiddles in grass,
as wind blew panpipes. people heard nature's
chords as a eulogy to the snake-skin
of parted days.
Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 12:06 PM UTC
crows near barn faded red white stripe panes
scitter scatter peck at grass
crunch leaves
coated floor scavenging seeds
overhead like gold/red skyscrapers
angular tall
declension
touches down
free fall
folks claim it's passed us by
it jostles senses
ramshackle deck weak 'n worn flimsy 'n haphazard
wobbly uncertain balls on railing
fall into hands
dismantling of childhood
once was no longer is
whistles blow crunchers onto old meeting place
furry Beanie Baby zips across pole
Oct 21, 2017
Oct 21, 2017 at 4:14 PM UTC
hit the fields runnin' check back
brother sister
let me teach ya'll how to act
don't wind up shunned by the Pharisee crowd,
wave ****** flag cool colors loud
don't hold baited 'n hooked
people push 'n shove
take another look see **** ya'll do
to me us anyone
bicker clash
dustups like jabs at punchin' bags,
knock testament down inside gut
play rough balance tough ***** dumps
can't have place on run not planned or deliberate
desecration's child
dislodged drabbletailed 'n wild
daemon/cacodemon sittin' on shoulder
presses down like cinder blocks
reels 'n rocks
steps in avenue make or break
waves goin' steady backed down 'till now
up in face utter stainin'
shakedown beat down
daggers fly around
big shot judge 'n jury rapid fire sea fury
shook up soda pop foaming soft
cap off
slides down fast
slow to swallow won't last
sweet things arise 'n pass
Oct 20, 2017
Oct 20, 2017 at 4:13 PM UTC