Saturday, January 14, 2023
Morning sun
don't know how that morning sun
could weave through the woods
to the hill we were on.
our old cabin was 100 years old.
in
the Paiute Mountains; we lived at 6400 feet.
comfortablly.
Ponderosa and Jeffery pine.
the soil is decomposed granite.
with bear and deer.
Meri remembers the soft whistle of the wind in the trees.
i recall the cool, clean mountain water
and our time on the mountain.
Friday, January 13, 2023
Riding the white
friday to Cleleland and during
the night before it snowed a few inches.
four or five. alot of white.
i slept through it of course.
they say more came down in nearby places.
is this enough snow talk?
one more ... there are rabbit tracks outside.
i'm dressed and ready.
now what to write?
oh, yes, calander words.
January 2023, no kidding.
used to be the month before
Lincoln's and Washington's birthdays
until the big they - changed them.
how about that?
keeps us in line maybe.
i have no idea.
Thursday, January 12, 2023
Waiting rain or snow
i've reading and writing to do,
then running to Cleveland.
foul weather comes down tomorrow.
guess it will squeeze in fine.
traffic passing by today is zero.
there, i mentioned what isn't.
either reading or writing poetry
you need your imagination.
Tuesday, January 10, 2023
Early to create
a quick hello amigos.
and to the rest of you and we,
see, quick as a bee.
let us see
how is it going?
Calif is getting hit a second
week by rain storms
and flooding.
it is rough out there.
Ohio is quiet and dull.
looking good.
this is okay.
you have to learn to live with what you have.
Monday, January 09, 2023
First week in January
sure we've started many months
lots of times.
recall the colors of the blocks and sky?
i can bring to mind
the excitement of newness; says a lot.
walking blocks passing familiar faces.
not writing notes will allow too much slip away.
breath well, smile from the inside.
Sunday, January 08, 2023
Not bad
coming down.
looks like could become harder rain.
will pound all day they say.
course they predict all sorts of misfortune.
we'll sit still, lightly suffer,
and half grinn
in the extra time
we'll have a look at a private art collection available for the first time.
new/old art in Cleveland.
forty minutes away.
drove over to look.
that went well.
we'll see.
and we did. all is well.
lunch was swell.
January sky
no snow, cold enough.
Sunday today. we'll go to the service.
see familiar faces, note how we've aged.
say some good quiet words from our hearts.
somberly i'll remember
the lake, the bay and the woods.
what we've achived, the forever goods.
and give thanks.
Friday, January 06, 2023
had an apple.
what a did a, going to say.
silence turns another way.
while Washington is stuck in government.
alas. i can worry, grunt and wonder.
check it on TV; keep looking.
a sandwhich, cider and some coffee.
didn't write a few words.
dark grey put to field.
i've more reading.
can i patch my efforts,
make a better day
by thinking boats and water.
wonder what do you know,
what do you say?
Thursday, January 05, 2023
Grey sky, talk about a grey sky
take a couple morning hours
squeeze them in your heart.
wash your face, brush
your teeth, the day is at the start.
oat meal is pleasant to begin today.
take your time.
baking bread again? i'm with you.
what do you say?
Monday, January 02, 2023
Fog working
stiff as a board,
one eye partially open
lying dog cold
slowly i'm waking.
look at the white ground cover this morning
thick as mushroom soup
the land wearing a comfortable cloak.
there is a tune here.
melody me from your heart.
quietly.
Thursday, December 29, 2022
Name ( @ )
years ago in our little town we had indigenious people around
but to tepresent them in plays we used locals
to sing and speak.
after all these native americans
had to represent our thoughts.
it was our
show with our ideas.
we could write their words
we can feel their stones.
we didn't surrender our space.
Friday, December 16, 2022
Thin air logic
i can't keep the thought
i thought fresh in my head
long enough to write it down, or so i reason. it is swirling.
is this reasonable?
i need some answers before i evaporate.
Thursday, December 15, 2022
Halfway out
halfway out of the month
meaning we've watched the months pluck away one at a time until the end of the year is nearby.
memories are few as home and reading is what i recall, with not friends enough, although,
the rabbit and deer were here.
it has been cold so today a good change; the cold has lessoned and today's temperature climbing into the forties seems special. i look forward to the relative warmth.
and, yes, the sounds i hear
are the clocks ticking.
Wednesday, December 14, 2022
Thirty-eight
cold enough last night i had to put on a second cover to keep warm.
today it will be cool in the afternoon.
now i have lost track of many concepts.
the morning temperature is thirty-two.
farendheit freezing is cold enough.
i showered, i'm warm and comfortable.
spending time in ohio has made me acclimated. i'm assimulated.
Monday, December 12, 2022
Eukraine bleed-over
help all to repair
this splendid country
of crushed brick and dust.
grow plants and animals again.
Lights down below
heat goes above when you're sealed.
lights are dry and warm.
leaving the thought to sit; dry and warm.
the room feels like a submarine.
crack a window open. let in a draft.
only enough, hear the wind stir the trees
and the call of the lonely train approaching.
hear that whistle blow.
that lonesome whistle blow.
by noon light snow flakes began to fall.
Saturday, December 10, 2022
Good morning
forgot to shave, but nearly had it together.
while the season December seems
getting by me.
my clothes are clean.
my fingers are too.
if we had the music
i'd dance with you.
Friday, December 09, 2022
Unhooked
now we are
two weeks and two days before Christmas.
i recall the time when we
lived in the holiday spirit,
grandparents, the decorations and the tree.
from our windows on Main street
we saw the whole town go by cold blue nights.
street lamps were decorated.
always we had snow.
familiar carols on the radio and TV.
Christ is born in Bethleham
every year. again in a manger.
Tuesday, December 06, 2022
Cold and damp
no surprise this Tuesday, yeah.
we've boiled down the day to what is.
no one walking out nor drive passing.
Just worthy Rod i saw picking up a
few sticks at the conclusion of his walk.
Forties all week they say.
and cast out the U in forties.
i asked Meri why and she explained:
they do what rhey want.
Little is seen most every day.
Monday, December 05, 2022
Best grapes
talking eating plump grapes
the way you want to find them.
surprise me, honey,
where have you been?
i'd expect you on a cablecar
halfway to the stars
overlooking Sanfrancisco Bay
anytime, any day.
i love you, darling, i really do.
here's a poem i wrote just for you.
grape sure.
Sunday, December 04, 2022
Snow late
we're in the December part of the year and it's dry. i mean snow time
is here around, and nothing's found
resembling white heavy flakes coming down.
not fall or spring, colding like the Dickens.
we'll wait to see what happens.
the woods will be mystic when white has fallen
Saturday, December 03, 2022
Latest
for awhile or for always.
ten A.M. is when i woke,
because she came in and found me.
i bore no awareness of today.
out deeply, morning covered me.
see to my knee. out to be.
hear my plea -
return to me.
Friday, December 02, 2022
New month
old year
wearing thin
a hearty cheer
and begin again
so very quiet when day begins.
like winding back the years.
when there were fewer people
with less going on.
Thursday, December 01, 2022
Little reappears
first the rabbit's gone,
then wait a few days and
snap: Little is back in the yard.
Sunny, blue and cool.
a soft beginning for December.
like others i suppose,
though i don't remember.
hey, if you're not making notes on all
then days of seasons tend to blend.
that's pleasant also.
relax and keep working.
Wednesday, November 30, 2022
Vibrance
the morning woke me to the
tune of gusty wind and tap/humming rain.
our group Living With Change meets today; we can take it.
last nighr we went to Finney Chapel for Sergei Rachmaninoff's Second Piano Concerto in C Minor and Beethoven's Symphony Nine in C Minor. Giant goodness.
the pianist for sergei's really shook us down.
at the end we didn't stand for him and we should have. i should have jumped up, led the audience.
i thought he'd play after the intermission, he didn't. i'm saying so he knows how much we appreciated his performance.
Byron Wei-Xin Zhou knocked all socks off.
Monday, November 28, 2022
The week will turn December
can imagine my old truck on back roads
doing easy, steady and loving it.
Some friends are gone yet all i can remember.
had a slice of sandwich meat, orange cheese,
on a flower tortilla wrapped in a tube
then microwaved for thirty seconds.
this is home-cooking a good, hot meal.
also found the best icecream cone place
by the library, near the lake. end of the road
in Lorain. well frequented in the summer.
so good that two days before December
and i'm thinking about it.
Sunday, November 27, 2022
yes, rain again
a calm song going on
not too long, relatively. what's more?
our song is drops wet from the sky
oh, my, so i see it falling, splashing
good morning damp on our camp
this Sunday, a funday filled with football.
somewhat as soon as we tune it in, turn it on.
good day for keeping dry.
go ahead, now try.
i'll read some, play the piano,
create a line or few,
it's what i do.
this one's for you.
tap it out like code.
that's the mode, i'm told.
Thursday, November 24, 2022
Eukraine near cold weather
we see it closer daily,
been a while but you know.
and sure you're able
but, like you i'd prefer
warm soup and the fireplace.
a candle for soft light
dancing flickers on the wall.
peaceful thoughts with those you love near.
all warmth and smiles,
calm shadows and hymns;
family and friends
kindness soaked with grins
Slip down
The mercury in the thermometer took a hit.
Then skipped ,, down.
Walking on the block near the lake is coming old.
And comforting.
I Won’t go out to try it.
Not today ,,, it’s too cold to think about it.
No breeze. Don’t need one.
Not inside I don ‘t.
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