Saturday, May 29, 2021
happy rain
Friday, May 28, 2021
Clipping along
like a dog in a car
riding face first
hanging halfway out the window
what a highway we’re clipping along
on a ball sailing through space
throttle to the floor
don’t need a pedigree
any mutt can do it
this is big fun
i wanna do it often
my cheeks are flapping in the wind.
Hey, is anybody steering?
Thursday, May 27, 2021
young and hidden
it's rabbits on my mind
when i'm looking out the
window or outside walking.
how cautious they are
remaining out of sight.
a group of rabbits is a fluffle
or a colony or a warren.
ours live under a lily of the valley to keep hidden.
when they're three weeks old
they'll disappear ... go live somewhere else.
we get used to rabbits around
then they're gone
without a sound.
We'll miss them.
Tuesday, May 25, 2021
Monday, May 24, 2021
thank you so much a mouthful, i said
i thought i had a forever invisibility cloak.
mailman came and left.
for the first time he looked at me
and he waved at me. i usually wave into space.
that business complete, mailman come and gone,
i'll look in our box to see what advertisement
someone paid to have delivered to my home. say,
can you scoot over a half stool? no ... the other way.
mail man is out of the picture for another day.
i'd say i am also.
both of our clocks
can be wound tight again.
Saturday, May 22, 2021
Heat in the kitchen
pulling 90. pushing it also. Degrees.
lawnmowers, dogs, enough, gruff stuff
my wonderful manual typewriter i dropped.
the end.
the last line in the book.
except what lives on in my mind.
or i see photos, one's like it.
remember the weight ... thickness.
wasn't practical any more than
using a candle to read by.
now we wait for afternoon,
a few hours when the real heat comes alive.
the powers of the season will give us reason
to open us up to sitting in the shade
Thursday, May 20, 2021
Nameless
can't name everything.
not my business.
but i saw friends.
now I'm off. but i.
wow's been years since we were kids.
would like to see more. was lunch
and some were working.
no excuses for me or anybody
heats up weather-wise ... fine business.
been waiting a long while so i can't bitch.
no way, amigo.
there now, my day's writing is covered.
Wednesday, May 19, 2021
de masked
we can leave our masks behind us.
going now to Huron, ohio ... Berardis
tabled down for lunch.
my left sharon becastro, left again peg.
mrs. geo, geo walbeck,
Meri, me still,
table two
barb, les, mary.
photo geo. bill koehler
so we held two tables,
while we ate and talked.
been a year, the virus you know.
participants from the class of '63 ...
80 some degrees when we left;
we'll again in a month ... for an evening meal
it was good to see who we are.
Forever gone ... joanne modic savage and penny starr
and walt taylor.
Tuesday, May 18, 2021
How much more
how much more can a day give?
sunny and warm enough.
it's up to me to fill it well,
and to the brim.
Sunday, May 16, 2021
warm weather
winter left a brief while ago.
yet i can ... yet i can
practically feel the cold time now.
when i think of it.
temperatures recently turned around.
this week we're going to warm
like it hasn't for a year.
plants and trees are open leaf filled
and we're grateful for the full green around
including the summer sound.
just the birds not lawnmowers. are you thrilled?
yet i can. yet i can.
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Saturday, May 15, 2021
two large
cats beware
the bunnies walking in our yard
are larger than you are;
we're happy to worry less about
the rabbits. we can relax.
remains of fossilized rabbits date
back fifty million years.
older than Diet Pepsi
Thursday, May 13, 2021
Head in first
this Wednesday Berardi',s,
the 19th, eleven-thirty.
talking over coffee
and some lunch? class of '63 showing up
tell me, honey,
Where did the old town go?.
the stores are gone, that's what i found.
what we need is a warm blanket feel ... who can debate?
a nap during the day before it's late.
you need shade when the sun is cooking.
take out your time ... easy.
i've had enough not getting along.
the lake is smooth as it ought to be.
Wednesday, May 12, 2021
partially swell
need to cover bare earth
before the next big rain: the city says.
now, four rabbits, more or less hopping.
good to see them without searching for them.
they show up every day.
sky now is blue, wind is light; that's so fine.
count on next week to be warmer;
weather's moving that way.
been reviewing old poems/posts.
figuring where i've been an where i'm headed,
what i've done, etcetera ... moving on the line.
like Lincoln's funeral train,
people turned out to see it pass.
it's where we're located.
Tuesday, May 11, 2021
rain day
how long will rain stay,
can you guess half a day?
can't say while looking out your window.
not from Ohio
just saw the photo
my oh, you look fifty.
i'm sorry you've dogs in the way
then falling and hurting your arm.
not good, easy to do, older you get.
i can say i've been lucky every day for a month.
i've got to pay attention.
i'm just lucky.
on and on.
me paying attention ... that's a joke.
daughter: luck to us both.
Sunday, May 09, 2021
May some
Sunday 9 May
rain opened the day
until 10:20 when
it began snowing
i'm knowing that
for sure the sound all around
went from pounding to lighter.
well, thicker... if you heard
you'd of said, hey. It grew noticeable ...
thicker, wetter. For sure snow came down.
in clumps.
Saturday, May 08, 2021
ticking better
talked to clock man, Tim
as he applied oil a bit
to the ticking of it.
was a pleasure talking to him.
the clock worked exceptionally well,
those words he said were swell.
he's a gentle old man;
got along well.
Wednesday, May 05, 2021
wait another week
temperatures will be better for plants
when it warms, you see,
we're not there yet. we're going to be
wait with me
we haven't seen a cool spring for a while.
may as well smile and live with it.
for a bit longer
we can be stronger,
think of summers we recall, that's all
stand tall and wait
won't it be great
when summer finally gets here.
Monday, May 03, 2021
circle cycle
What a day it has been, Cole porter;
It's a rare mood I'm in
and i dropped the ball recalling your fine words turning in my heart.
It's the flash of good weather that I love
finally, we've waited so long
You can make it into a song
We'll take this day along on a roll.
building good feelings
In our hearts, you know it, Cole.
your warm words and unforgettable melodies
bring freshness and warm hearts to us all
and comfort going miles inside us.
Saturday, May 01, 2021
dream ride
flashed like a flame
now it’s a shame
not to recall
where, how, who it is,
what was happening and why,
I should have awakened and made a note
and written it upon the sky
floated tumbling, passed while I dreamed,
whatever so concerned me then
is not so important now, as it had seemed
recall if you will
since we moved a year ago
we added time ... it's now
an hour to get there.
following a long layoff due
to the virus and shutdown
we returned on a Saturday.
i knew before we arrived
that Monday is the day the
old regulars are all working,
and who we saw were the
new young fat girls that
are the new age of takeovers
that can be found now
waiting tables for the customers;
turning out to seek the old ways
of the restaurant with breakfast
served in kindness as they remember.
it's still noisy in there, but the
reflections in the mirrors on the walls
don't yield the same.
i know ... i looked.
Thursday, April 29, 2021
give some summer
weather open up
give us just a cup
of rain this morning,
then move on, please?
so when you're gone
i won't have to think about
filling up the yard with water,
not again, and you will, i know.
but now there's sun ... better than snow, no doubt about it.
it is time for summer heat and we're ready.
i see two big, king robins strutting along.
they're working the yard over.
keeping their eyes on the possibilities
for snacks today.
Saturday, April 24, 2021
YOU SCREAMING JUNGLE MOTORCYCLE
I PAINTED YOU BLACK
REAL BLACK
ALL BLACK
YOU DIRT BIKE YOU
I RIPPED THE KNEES OUT'A ALL MY PANTS
FALLING DOWN WITH YOU
WE CLIMBED HILLS
AND RODE ALL THE WAY AROUND GUAM
THE ENTIRE ISLAND
MANY TIMES
WE'D GO THROUGH FIELDS
OVER THE BEACH SANDS
INTO THE JUNGLE
IN THE RAIN
And on Nice Sundays
STOP FOR A ROOT BEER
TOO BAD I HAD TO SELL YOU
TOO BAD
Tuesday, April 20, 2021
the early morning fishermen
limbs paddle lightly
with no worry where they've been ...
half a haze, half a sun
the early morning fishermen
still and looking
patience sits me quiet, calm again.
waiting to see how the day feels ... begins.
how calm are you this morning?
you won't leave me in the dark forever.
a pie is sweet and so is cake
when you bake just right
overnight you warm with low heat
you know what a treat it will be
to have a slice with coffee.
warms my heart to think of it.
when we'll sit, have a slice,
that sound nice?
let's put it together so it happens.
Monday, April 19, 2021
daylight reaches the swamp
there's room on the log
stuck in the bog
where there's a frog
or two, singing.
Interesting voices they have,
in harmony soothing as salve
they croak in tones
pure and ringing.
Saturday, April 17, 2021
planktown in April, opening day
another season is set to open
as we prepare the region and the garden
we drove us to Shelby ... wasn't easy
not when you stack the day together.
first we had to go a half hour
Kind of on the way to Norwhere
to see the beautiful new steps
Dan and his Mr. father, Ed Barman made;
steps of cement to look like the 1860 sandstone original.
don't know how they did it.
then on to Shelby for the first time in a year
for a breakfast not memorable ... or for sure we
will remember it as the day that rang no bells.
the old crew were gone, the new are not the same.
the woman with me had a Spanish something egg with toast,
it looked like catsup.
mine was a pancake, two eggs, shredded potatoes they say.
each of the customers, that's us, had many coffees.
we left a bit saddened. this is April, 2021 ,
the race is long over and we saw many Trump signs.
on fifteen minutes to Shilo, at Blu-ray: flowers, trees, bushes
and plants ... Saturday, 17 April his opening day.
moving quickly, "hi" to Mark, with nearly a smile
embedded in his recognition of me.
air is still, pleasant, quiet, Mark never slowed down
workers out with packs of flowers,
she shopped what she could.
then to Planktown, no masks on workers,.
10:43 AM, 46 degrees, pleasant,
many customers wore masks.
we rode back to Oberlin.
Friday, April 16, 2021
my day middle of the week
Wednesday, April 14, 2021
the calling of a thing
names have always been important;
you'd think so anyway.
it appears that to begin writing
without a known subject
is a vague initiation ...
ghost writing in the dark.
on a paper bench in the park ... without a pencil.
she said she saw a rabbit again - oh, happiness.
i see workers in our yard.
all are moving beyond my involvement.
desired conclusions unknown.
she called workers to action.
my concern is for a satisfactory finale.
so shall we all some to eventually.
so shall it be.
Water has to drain from our yard.
Rabbits are fun to have around if they don't
eat away the garden and flowers.
i make note and count the hours.
Sunday, April 11, 2021
Wet and cement
"to the color we'll add some beige ...
to give a hint of age," said the man Ed
who has been working with cement
fifty years.
i met him, saw his initial procedure.
he can handle the job.
i'm happy He's doing the work For me.
It will rain some.
i'm not worried about it.
what a pleasure.
late spring morning
the season has developed in full at last.
we think so, and it appears that way.
now two rabbits show up in our yard.
frolicking. the two rabbits jumped straight off the ground.
five feet in the air. i didn't know they could do that.
frolicking is the word for how they acted.
one large like our last year bunny. one small.
there are many bunnies and these didn't have tags; you see a few
And realize they look the same.
we were hoping these are returnees.
but you know ... that's a good starting phrase,
but you know new rabbits could be friendlier
than the two last year who always
kept a hunddred feet away.
these are the opening minutes ... we'll see.