anonymous is fine
Wednesday, March 20, 2019
no tunes
it's warmer.
the birds are back to nest in the eves.
they remember or, one of them does,
where they were born,
where he or she was born.
sparrows on one corner, starlings the
other
they're flying around, they are ready.
this year i'm not whistling their song,
not now.
not now.
so far they're not nest building.
i won't sound inviting tunes,
maybe they'll build somewhere else.
i'm tempted, it's easy, i enjoy talking to them, but
will keep my whistle shut.
Tuesday, March 19, 2019
wall sun
looking bright,
the sun on the wall
had me thinking of what i forgot already,
confusing when i put it in words;
playing mental slow ball this morn,
idly putting pieces together,
fascinated by the gold color of the sun reflected on the wall...
sure is a fine time of day.
said that before.
had an orange, made a coffee,
brown sugar today, wasn't going to, did anyway.
keeping a low profile,
nothing getting started.
i'll write this down and see what happens next.
no appointments, that's good.
reading the son by phillip meyer, enjoying
time with the native americans,
a world with nature,
a hundred years before i got here.
would you know, it was not
so long ago.
the sun on the wall
had me thinking of what i forgot already,
confusing when i put it in words;
playing mental slow ball this morn,
idly putting pieces together,
fascinated by the gold color of the sun reflected on the wall...
sure is a fine time of day.
said that before.
had an orange, made a coffee,
brown sugar today, wasn't going to, did anyway.
keeping a low profile,
nothing getting started.
i'll write this down and see what happens next.
no appointments, that's good.
reading the son by phillip meyer, enjoying
time with the native americans,
a world with nature,
a hundred years before i got here.
would you know, it was not
so long ago.
Monday, March 18, 2019
jotting down between storms
the wooden table from the mountain
stands dark against the wall
undisturbed...
by the window in the hall i write;
end the sentence there,
look out at at the no rain, no snow morning...
where's the unpleasant weather?
here's light frost in ohio,
i'm thinking of swinging under the golden gate,
no swinging, just heading, into the bay,
running with the tide in my Monterrey,
coming in under the great bridge,
years ago...a good time then
when running with the tide in light weather.
california, you did me well.
and the swell i rode in on.
and now recall, best of all,
when weather was no problem...
sometime i wonder where the old boat is now.
someone is treating it right, no doubt.
i'm happy to remember.
though ohio is no problem...
here cruising along,
part humming a song
recalling my boat...
working through the days,
while making note.
stands dark against the wall
undisturbed...
by the window in the hall i write;
end the sentence there,
look out at at the no rain, no snow morning...
where's the unpleasant weather?
here's light frost in ohio,
i'm thinking of swinging under the golden gate,
no swinging, just heading, into the bay,
running with the tide in my Monterrey,
coming in under the great bridge,
years ago...a good time then
when running with the tide in light weather.
california, you did me well.
and the swell i rode in on.
and now recall, best of all,
when weather was no problem...
sometime i wonder where the old boat is now.
someone is treating it right, no doubt.
i'm happy to remember.
though ohio is no problem...
here cruising along,
part humming a song
recalling my boat...
working through the days,
while making note.
Sunday, March 17, 2019
a break
today we got a break in the weather,
it's about time.
we were getting tired waiting;
seemed winter wouldn't let go.
now we feel the weather could be getting warmer soon,
good news if it happens.
i saw a few birds...
come ahead now, springtime,
we're ready for you.
it rained hard...
now it's snowing.
it's about time.
we were getting tired waiting;
seemed winter wouldn't let go.
now we feel the weather could be getting warmer soon,
good news if it happens.
i saw a few birds...
come ahead now, springtime,
we're ready for you.
it rained hard...
now it's snowing.
Saturday, March 16, 2019
an education
an education?
rich kids cheating,
gain fame, admiration,
endorsements,notoriety,
a side step up in our culture.
a side step up in our culture.
entitled, disgusting.
why this echelon exists
is beyond cultural limits.
where is reading?
leave me by the table lamp
to study, to wonder...
oh, by the way, nice shoes.
oh, by the way, nice shoes.
Wednesday, March 13, 2019
spring to be
waiting with the weather,
from the inside looking out.
no doubt it will be spring,
going to get here, however,
it's not leaping out to grab us.
we'll bump along through flakes of snow,
occasional blustery rain,
all portents of this spring to be.
can't rush it.
Tuesday, March 12, 2019
in the country
honey bunch
why doncha pack a lunch
i'll hold you when we get there
in the sun. see it.
we'll sit down
hang around
what you say?
it's our day of sunshine.
hold on, look.
blue sky above, and laughter,
we'll be feeling love, my dove,
tell me, what do you say?
Friday, March 08, 2019
months bundle
there is variety.
I'll have one to go.
wrap them up.
February always runs quickly,
then before you know
skip to May,
okay, we're halfway.
check the moon,
then it's June
seems what's close.
all so soon.
July again before you know it.
roll them on
moon lover.
take them quickly
as they come
light weather ahead
no more winter to speak of,
winter is a season complete.
any snow and cold ahead
will be bearable.
Tuesday, March 05, 2019
5 march
in Rome you could wear a hat
here in ohio you will, no doubt,
because it's very cold this march.
take your mind off of it.
pancakes keep me going
and they only happen once a week or so,
that's how powerful they are;
and warm and liquidy
with butter and syrup,
real maple syrup.
got everything set but
candles on the table,
now look! through the window near.
i'm pointing. i see flurries.
here in ohio you will, no doubt,
because it's very cold this march.
take your mind off of it.
pancakes keep me going
and they only happen once a week or so,
that's how powerful they are;
and warm and liquidy
with butter and syrup,
real maple syrup.
got everything set but
candles on the table,
now look! through the window near.
i'm pointing. i see flurries.
Thursday, February 28, 2019
dumped a ton of comments
change
now i will, i was wrong
i will publish comments from anonymous
now i'm thinking
of "ton a comments".
that's how it rolls
dialectically in ohioan.
now i will, i was wrong
i will publish comments from anonymous
now i'm thinking
of "ton a comments".
that's how it rolls
dialectically in ohioan.
left my
Oberlin Conservatory of music.
called this morning to say i left my “derby”;
called back to say it's a “beret”.
last night's concert featured a
great mezzo soprano, and piano,
then player on stand up bass made in 1741,
then came in the rest -
trumpet, drums, an accordionist
with instrument from Brazil.
they entirety gave and got a “wow”,
top line classical and jazz performance.
everyone took solos,
artists as accomplished as possible.
surprised i didn't leave with cold feet
cause they knocked my socks off.
Sunday, February 24, 2019
to write
hard board and chalk
a chair and a light,
then ready to write.
...how about a thought?
that's good, just don't over do it.
you're not out to prove anything.
readers will draw their own conclusions,
that's what the chalk is for.
wild wind
otherwise the day is fine,
warmer.
solid sleep then eggs for breakfast.
made a coffee, sipped it down,
moved around,
took out the trash,
practically walking ok.
ok this day.
took a blast of wind
enough for now.
holy cow.
inside is warm, comfortable.
i look out the window and smile.
this note is enough to write
for now. my heart's fine.
no rain, just wind.
it's that kind of day again.
Wednesday, February 20, 2019
keep going
what you need.
there is that word “need” again.
Schnevlar.
no, “need”. you “need”,
keeps you working to keep up,
get along. not on top,
just getting along.
i need a tough shield, sort of.
or to move along like i have one.
look both ways.
keep going. It'll all work out.
Tuesday, February 19, 2019
over and out
Salad oil, salad grease.
Salad sauce, i'd say.
salad sauce of happiness, call it that.
there is no miracle involved.
don't go in, the salad's dressing.
a good job, naming stuff?
one good name, you're finished,
next week find new job
Sunday, February 17, 2019
sunday now
clouds bright in one spot this morning.
the sun is back there
covered by slow, high grey cloud swirls.
no breeze out here in front.
leaveless trees are standing still.
cold outside for sure
the prediction calls for
snow this afternoon, this morning is dry.
we'll see what winter means.
i count on any snowfall today to be beautiful.
Saturday, February 16, 2019
it's saturday
cold enough to stay around
on the ground.
it's winter cold.
it's february, what you'd expect,
what we see when we wake
on saturday.
quite a day.
another one in winter.
Friday, February 15, 2019
little to go
now without rain.
the month is quick.
screaming through February.
nowhere particular to go.
making notes, reading
and writing what is needed.
i can coffee up
and plan ahead,
keeping order, regarding
as best i can.
Tuesday, February 12, 2019
blue shadow
in a day's light rain.
warm, but not to get excited;
more cold to come.
today's rain water will
freeze again tonight,
more winter on the way they say;
we'll see enough
to decorate the ground white,
and cast a blue shadow.
Sunday, February 10, 2019
come alive
in pastels, swirls, tubes, circles
dots, clefs and parallel lines
until the room looks like one of my modern art engravings
come alive
Monday, February 04, 2019
Sunday, February 03, 2019
big sun
fifty degrees at noon and climbing.
i go to the porch where
it feels familiar though not quite spring,
working in that direction.
Tecumseh, you passed by; were born here
two hundred years ago.
what is new for you, are you
more familiar with this land?
water flowing these streams.
winter's not as tough for you now.
all is quiet in the fields.
the deer are still here.
not as many, yet plenty.
we see them, and now birds
have begun to stir after a tough winter's quiet.
much land is taken over by roads, towns.
trees are fewer yet
forests remain;
thank goodness.
Saturday, February 02, 2019
a break
a little, some better, some say...
we'll see and hope so,
all the way.
161 snow records broken in January,
forty percent of the US covered in snow,
it's winter enough.
look ahead for goodness.
we'll take spring, i know.
all of us are ready.
Tuesday, January 29, 2019
wait the weather
every is expecting agonizing low temperatures,
now while sitting at the table
talking about tomorrow's weather.
we will think of it, but not
spend a large amount of time
futurizing weather conditions.
numbers are predicted, then are changed,
we get distracted during the day
and wait to see what happens.
Monday, January 28, 2019
rise, sun
such color.
the sun rise exploded pink.
in blistering cold, no wind.
never felt a day like it.
in two more it will drop well below freezing.
this is 29 january 2019 happening now.
see you, pal;
we'll see how it goes.
Saturday, January 26, 2019
irregular
didn't cross the field.
came straight down the sidewalk.
i saw the tracks,
not large as i'd expect;
has little bunny feet.
i looked as he crossed the street
then sat up large as a pooka.
his jacket would be a rabbit extra large.
must live under those pine trees;
glad i never walk there.
Friday, January 25, 2019
wild morning light
blown about.
the sun is pow-wild bright.
you forget this is a winter morning
when you're watching wild morning light.
Wednesday, January 23, 2019
over melt
hard pack snow heaps.
they say, again they do the talking,
twelve hours straight of falling water, oh yeah.
how much melt?
it's a matter of warm
don't you suppose, and there is.
warming, then cold again.
lets have
soup for lunch. don't worry
your pretty well
over melt.
Tuesday, January 22, 2019
heading up
you watch them on TV,
that's why they get the gravy.
they get a million dollars
every time they turn around.
buy a ticket and keep 'em going.
i am sorry they bang heads.
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