"hooo" poems
Rivers dry up, except
The Mississippi.
If/When
That particular long and wide
And fat and deep
Body of Wa-Wa
Completely dries up,
The World, as SK
Was fond of saying of
Roland of Gilead and the
Shadowed Spire,
"Has moved on."
Monstrous
Glaciers partied hard inda
MIDWEST!
For, like, endless freezing
Nights and equally
Chill-laxing daze,
Man! Man? Dude!
Dudes? Little dudes
With spears takin' on
The Mammoths! No
WAY!
Way.
They'll not outlive and
OutLAST US, My
Frozen Bros!
(But we had fire, the roasting
Kind and the hot burning
Coals within our spirit,
Fire to perpetuate our
Species through endlessly
Cold nights and days)
Whoo-Hooo!
Dude! You plowed
DEEP last night, Bro!
What's that stuff on yer
Brow. Sweat?
Hey is it me or is it
Hot in here?
Dudes? We're like
SMALLER
Irregardless, or
Re, the You SSS of
A has a large dent
In its midsection.
Because those partying
Glaciers were forced back
Into polar hiding, shedding
Great earthen chunks of their
Fatty selves, carving and
Slashing
The most fertile watershed
In the country.
Their ageless and
Timeless enemy, that
Bright Yellow Orb,
Opened its great
Cyclopean eye, and
Focused, yet again,
Blessed rays of light
Heat, and life.
The melting...
Water lying on the ground,
Unsure? How about we start a
Pool? I bet it'll pay
Off to flow on not-flat ground, the
Pool collapses and begins flowing
With purpose, streaming
Together as a larger
Body of water:
The Miss
'Sippi.
Any number of
Numberless great and lesser
Lakes up North
Decided to be hole-
Y. Gravity
Did the rest.
Apr 26, 2014
Apr 26, 2014 at 4:57 PM UTC
"who taught you to look so good?!"
says a thought [shot] in the dark.
--- this to no woman in particular but to
all womankind i suppose.
outside there is a dog haranguing me,
saying WOOF (that is, "where d'you get those old clothes?")
i tell him the sally ann but good luck
getting in there, dog . . . he takes off, complaining ---
but i pay no attention to the bellyaching of an old mutt...
"nay," says i there's not a ******
thing of any real importance in this
universal dustbin/save the dharma.
yea i could live in a woodsy cabin
deep down a valley-ay shoutin' "HOOO-EE!!" out the open door
to anyone who comes by and
be thought a crazy young ('ventually old) ******
off his rocker in the trees.
--- and why not!!
chop logs/cook bread 'n brew potsa tea
'n otherwise lead a silent but meaningful old existence
out there with weekend friends/girls/wine/talk.
--- tell all that to a bookish pal
who scoffs:
*"some dharmy of yours, boy. all that work.
where are the café sittings & sunny youthy days of
readin' sutras on a lawn somewhere?"*
"bah," i says. "bah..."
Sep 28, 2011
Sep 28, 2011 at 3:10 PM UTC
Deep breath, in, out, again.
Feeling my heart beat, being my heart beat.
Hearing the quiet hum, spin and hum quietly.
Smelling the air, just the air.
Seeing the harvest moon, Selene and Demeter go hand in hand.
Tasting the dry water, from the stale cat's tongue.
Ahhh taste. mmmmm taste.
hot apple cider, darkest of chocolates, his kiss.
Ahhh sight. oooo sight.
warm of the leaves, cool of the water, his eyes... are both.
Ahhh sent, hooo sent.
winter mixed with fall, dinner, his embrace.
Ahhh sound, bouuu sound.
pings and pongs, whistles and clicks, his laugh.
Ahhh touch, wooo touch,
warm skin, cold wind, his heart.
So much thought, one thing to think about,
then why am I so busy?
Just,
Deep breath, in, out, again.
Sep 21, 2010
Sep 21, 2010 at 6:29 PM UTC
Reggae blastin'.
I'm already lost.
Buddy pulls out his ****
It'll leave me tossed.
Will it push me over the edge?
I take one hit. I fall off the ledge...
Hooo-ah. Woah Mang.
That was quite some hit.
Woke up the next mornin' covered in ****
Reggae
Nov 28, 2014
Nov 28, 2014 at 8:55 AM UTC
gh gh
iooo stttt u!
hooo mmu mmu
rrrwa rrwa vym vymj
iiii9 iio
nmmmmmm
bb skttt bb skttt
bbb yuuu bbb yuuu
ppp llm ppp lm
nni ni ni
njj nj nj
swr swrrrrrrr uiooo ppl m bb skt ioo
Aug 31, 2014
Aug 31, 2014 at 4:49 AM UTC
wooo hooo!!
hurrah
in the puddle
where we stand
forgetting raindrops
& getting lost inside your eyes
wooo hooo!!!
i'm okay
with finding warmth
tasting drips off your pink lips
& sliding fingers through your hair
sweet sound of raindrops
the skies have joined us here
kissing in the rain
Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 4:41 AM UTC
Two we are
Our Day in a nightgown
The costume of a beautiful nightmare
Hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo
It is I
The great horned owl
Hoo-ah-hoo-ah-hooo-hooooo
it is you
The mourning dove
Our two
In a thick cloud
Under a dark sky
The loud happy cry
We make in love
The clash of titans
Inbetween our breathe
The formidable pulse
Wrapped in our legs
The world is our's
Tonight my love
Mar 28, 2018
Mar 28, 2018 at 1:40 PM UTC
Have you ever wondered what it would be like?
and have you ever questioned what to do with your time?
'Cause one day it all seems just fine.
But then you come to realize here is gone.
and you're left asking yourself why.
So you try to retrace your steps
only to forget what lies ahead.
and we dance around in circles
slowly spinning
we spiral down.
Could you lift me up?
So I can breath.
Treading water.
I am sinking underneath.
I'm lost at sea.
Retrace my tracks
I try to get back.
But there's an ocean
in between.
and we dance around in circles
slowly spinning
we spiral down.
reaching out to find new ground.
we're all confound
searching for home.
Hooo~hooo hooo~ hoo
hoo~hoo hoo~hoo
and we dance around in circles
watch as we continue to
violently spin
this time
it's make or break.
will we sink or swim?
and we dance around in circles (x5)
Aug 9, 2013
Aug 9, 2013 at 9:06 AM UTC