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Whit Howland May 17
Like good help
a smooth glide  is hard to find

that perfect pen that rolls
with  the flow

of your words and music
across the paper
More Jazz poetry.
Whit Howland May 16
Give me some
if this is Heaven

red gold
petals

pressed against
solid blue sky

without a cloud
in sight

if this is Heaven
give me some
Another short Jazz Word Painting
Whit Howland May 16
Murky

like someone
poked a stick

in some pond water
and stirred up mud

the past is swirling
and

murky
A short Jazz Word Painting
Whit Howland Apr 27
but there was a time
when we loved it

so much
we named a magazine

Life

with the title in white block letters
against a small red square

and glossy pages
in between
Whit Howland Apr 26
It was the gray
and blue wrapper
so ugly

that made it
the Zero

the candy bar

nobody ever wanted
and because of that
nobody ever knew

how it tasted

but yet I miss it
just like the ability
to pull a lever

and hear
the crinkling sound
of candy coming down

the shoot
A word painting.
Whit Howland Apr 21
colors
a spectrum of colors

reds
yellows

violets
and greens

succeeding
lightning rain

and gray clouds
beauty

along with the calm
after the storm
A straight up word painting.
Whit Howland Apr 13
Blue sky
crisscrossed

with
chemtrails

the first butterfly
of the season

and a lawnmower
gasping

for that last
bit of gas

point

you ask

point is something
usually lead

and almost always
on the end of a pencil
An absurdist word painting
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