#sur
Para demostrarte algo a ti misma,
sin importarte los pañales sucios y
a mí y a Mahmud, secos a salvo, no
te afectaba la deriva infinita de
divagaciones y el atravesado
desierto de caliza, y el rapaz
volador que con su ojo delirante
nos deseaba desde lo alto de una duna de
piedras; no, tú solo
buscabas revelación y sinceridad
impedida como estabas por las ropas
que no podías quitarte.
Dec 11, 2025
Dec 11, 2025 at 10:31 AM UTC
The redwoods were so immensely
present and just plain there! ...
as we stood at the base
and looked up & into
the filtering bright
sunlight and
the high, high
branches,
that I wished I was
seventeen again & that
I could take some Acid
& just plain put my
arms around them
& oh so softly weep,
it would have been a beautiful
moment that I would cherish
forever & lord almighty would
I have felt so much better
about all & everything.
Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 10:57 AM UTC
Try as I might
Only see things
In black and white
Really black spreading carrion bird
Vulture wings to pick clean to bone
No friend just a fake toothache smile
Who wants something
Too bad too late all used up
Throw away mate
Past best before date
Rotten meat parasite infested
Inevitable buried garbage pit fate
Dig it just big enough for
A dead little Elliot me
Be my Big Sur Billie
And ******* bury me
Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 5:01 PM UTC
A chilling solemn breeze sweeps thru the town,
Down empty streets where children used to play;
The crumbled buildings, many falling down,
A monument to history's darkest day.
The rusted hulks of burned out motor cars,
Discarded bicycles against a wall,
The roads that carry disused tram-line scars,
The poignant remnants of the old church hall.
No more, the children laughing in the street;
No more, the parents in their Sunday best;
No more, the echoes of jack booted feet;
Forever shall ye martyrs lay in rest.
The town will always stand as testament,
To sons and daughters France will e'er lament.
May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 10:07 AM UTC