under starlight

Take me by Fumicino,

stop to see how james and Alex are developing in their new home.

200 meters two floors.

 

keep out of hot weather.

Giacomo loves to drive us around.

He ‘s happy to drive.

 

let's see ... 

 pizza at Remos is next. what a surprise, 

i remembered before we'd been there, i heard it was good.

everything about the place; the decor, the clientele, the location

and of course, the pizza.

 G Ft try

 a swim is on the list.

 are we laughing enough?.

 

i quit smoking years ago, 

but i'd like to roll one in that sweet Dutch tobacco..

 Alberto smokes it. 

 

let's get under the stars.

Good idea.

flight

 the wings move quickly so i can't tell

where i am  moving along.

this day past the middle of june

and you know how important summer is during winter.

 

cause i'm  a jacket off, light shirt open person.

 Summer me baby .

 

identification

keep functioning.

skies are bright, loaded with stars. 

all is right. 

that one's Mars. 

Fish in Lake Erie

bobbing ... up and down. 

 i get lost, then return.

 the Pacific ocean and Baltic sea are close. near by.

 walking Via Dei Cappellari i was coming home.

 

 somehow i always mean this. 

always coming home. 

a smile and a wave.  

 the crumbling street ... the people on the way.

 

more to be said.

reasons never spoken.

remembering in a review.

younger then. 

riding it out

been happy for what is;

 boat writing 'bout puts me 

in return to there,

mainly Sausalito,

with my pals. eddie, Sifu Bob and Sifu Billy.

hard to dream better.

 

Again I fell

 Going backward a step or two.

Too much, I fell.

No time to think calculations about how to fall.

i know i didn’t dive.

just went down. 

Didn’t think first.

mercansa - almost

 

like that, near the aeroport,

i can't hold it all in my head. 

James is working; they have a house

two floors, 300 meters or three floors 

Alex is involved and Giacomo.

here in Ohio spring stays aloof.

 rains on and on

 

 

 

curry

 

a meal again and Meri did it well.

so it is a good repeat.

i'm working what i can, looking

for a place near Rome.

 myself seems to be half together.

While warmer has is around the corner.

Shiney wheels

 

Pull back, rush forward.

The deck is clear.

Seal the deal we’ve begun.

Flecks on the bay.

See ripples soft

Beginning on the corner of the  harbor.

Where we ‘ll sail, humming our sail song.

We’ll take the weekend.

 Geeze the air is good.

I’ve got the wheel.

Whirling word patch here

 searching for all the pieces.

while working on a dream.

look around carefully.

take some effort here.

 go slowly

look and i'll keep working on this

sailing gulls

 

water nearly calm.

movement when i look at it.

light -  breeze and boat traffic.

wonderful in Sausalito, 

here around San Francisco Bay. 

My eightieth birthday

 No one spells it out said Meri.

 

I woke up at six. Got up at 7.

eight ... ate yogurt and cereal.

rose to the stars.

 

Got an email - Alberto,

Says it’s his last winter,

i know he's not moving to Florida.

Gene Hackman passed, 95.

air is cold, spring is slow to begin.

still wearing my big coat, that's how i know.

i want spring.

Way over

 There, between the 

Last house and the sky.

The sun is coming on.

Good morning.

Orbital

 A novel by Samantha Harvey

new posterboy

 i have to make new names to fill the spaces.

horses, cows, all the races.

 can i back and patch it?

 maybe salvage the rows and fragments.

 

comments i am now seeking.

 

 

apart

 computer is failing

i am doing half.

  yeah i'll take care of things.

 

maybe tomorrow

Seems inevitable, you know

 

grand clouds stuffed in the sky 

on a familiar way, 

one of it.

 the clicking does stick, 

 knocking in dry air. understandiblly.   holly-billy

 i'd reccount. we can follow that

 reasoning. tumbling behind.

Light white snowfall

moderately say it 

sing less winding 

November in a pile. without warning. 

a light pack in. 

all aboard. 

 sifting the light away.

 steady

Crossing slowly

 

geese - the significant

when driving in a dream there is
no need to signal, yet i cordially wave and smile.
traffic heavy melts together on the road,
shut my eyes and nod off into a cat nap.

in a splash, came to wakeful senses
i did in a crowd. horns honking.
waved back, had the change,
paid the toll. told myself i could finish

this dream, in an hour, if i rush.
hit the gas, checked the time
and then realized an hour had already passed.
time flies, you know, some say, they’re right, some time.

took another bite of sandwich,
chewed slowly while i wondered
where i got it and how to hold it
with two hands while driving?

seemed mayonnaise enough to me ,
i smiled at the hearty bread, tasty as reality,
with long green salty seeds in it,
and the tomato slipping out.

aware that all the red was taillights
all the honking were wild geese
making restful music as i
closed my eyes to finish dreaming.

thinking the one last conscious thought,
that i like geese, i really do.
never met one though to get to know,
i’d surly like to

Wind blow down

 

leaves are slick, 

more than we've seen. 

pile 'em thick, no in between. 

all is wet.

honey, it’s fall again,

Leaves get ready

And we do too.

Blurs of color dropping.

the universe

 

it's large,

takes up all space.

that's why it's crowded.

both in here and out there.

 

why is this so,

and it confuses me.

 i didn't mean for everything to be confused.

it should be simple.

 

 can this be out of line?

 i suppose so.

 

how often

 

 

there you go

or here you come

the blogger has to spell,

and i hear many say the t in often.

 

it should be pronounced ofen. with a silent t.

more fun to say.  ofen.

quit crawling into the t.

make it easy on yourself.

Keep clean the road

three or more inches of snow, 

 and this morning continues.

 

 thick, persistent flakes fall. 

 steady down. 

constant. 

 

remember when it wasn't snowing.

Early to rise

Quite ready this quiet morning. 

 No body circling the pasture. 

ten degrees and it seems colder. 

we'll find who's about.

Running

on the edge of tomorrow, the start of the new year. line up the days, clear out the haze. there's nothing to fear.

Many lights if colors

see the trees filled. 

we saw rabbits last night and this morn.

 cold and wet now. and we've two weeks until January.

 the days are long. Darrel what did i say sixty years ago at Christmas break? 

That we'd be back and wonder where the time went.

Working on

we've watched the weather coast 

now December has about run out. 

no snow has lasted, but the season is hardly past. 

i suppose snow season may begin, any time, with short warning. 

we'll see. yes we will. 

keep your gloves handy.

running faster toward the holidays circling on the calender wraping cookies

how did it cure?

see if this puts i am on different lines. what say?

on the ground

snow on the ground will melt today.

 all away. we've seen the last coming down.

 nothing more have i to say, about snow. 

 gone, you know ... for this year. 

getting ready now for pizza, and warm afternoons. 

want to pass through the virus phase, come out the other side. 

see friends face to face. the regular old human race. 

go out for breakfast. 

take our time rolling through the back-country. 

watching the sun-shine, 

and the corn grow.