Poetry
Blue Time
Blue Time
Blue time again.
It was your favorite time of day.
The color coated
every piece of landscape
and deepened into blackness
eventually.
But first came blue time
blanketingthe houses, skies,roads where we walked,
before streetlights startled it away.
Restful in its caress,
soothing away the sunlight
giving the earth serenity
before the skies lit up
with moon and stars once more.
Metempsychosis: A Response to William Blake-Auguries of Innocence
Would the sky not sing if offered a plane,
The grass not sway in the breeze?
A life without omens cold and dead,
Amidst the crowds in fields of posies?
Any living spirit, caged,
Would shriek and sob, misbehave.
Locked behind walls of steel,
Melting, disillusioned pain.
What will become of sun and sky,
Will oxygen burn in flames?
The great white oak suffocate,
Flowers bow [...]
Sunset Dawn
Voices raised in the darkling.
Scattered circle-clouds, like ringworm
on a pale sky.
Blue shadow over mountains—
We are halves. We bleed,
We yell.
Earth-smell of potatoes, onions.
Geese flap sharp swift wings
in a victory sign.
One star unblinks over melting gold—
We are cooks. We laugh,
We make.
Brother says he can’t do it.
Wrinkled pile of clothes on the floor
waiting.
Dark street full of siren and [...]
On the Train
In the windows the shadow people sway:
each to his own music,
each to her own silent words.
The chattering girls in bright scarves
move their hips with every creak and hiss
as if caught in some dance
from a hot country far away.
The woman with penciled eyebrows
slowly extracts a jelly bean
and places it in her mouth like a pill.
Her pursed [...]
(grace.)
The signs were simple:
the yellow ticket upon the glass,
an easy miss among the fallen autumn leaves,
I wasn’t sure at first
but you move every month like clockwork
when the sweeper comes.
a waiting companion
unnoticed in her silent patience,
ever faithful that the bowl would be filled.
She depended on you,
but never made demands
of your tired old [...]
Clean
“Thanks, Mom!” she yelled.
The door slipped shut,
brown cardboard boxes littering the lawn.
U-Haul filled with stuff
disappearing in brilliant neon sunset.
A crazy impulse seized the house.
The vacuum jumped, grinning, from the closet.
Sheets flew off the bed in a whirl.
Towel racks discarded fluffy orange attire.
A paisley bath rug lurched from the floor.
Vacuum and washer hummed in harmony,
dishwasher strove [...]
Sharing
The sun blazed
in sizzles that I could see.
Wavy images of heat
baking my small tanned face
and straggly cornsilk hair.
Perched upon the porch step
bandaged knees and dirty toes.
Carefully peeling waxed paper
from my sandwich,
green eyes darted furtively.
She’s not looking!
My best friend
long black hair glistening in the sun
tail rhythmically slapping my neck
purring his content.
I reached out my tuna
sandwich in [...]
Positano
I close my eyes.
The sun is dusting
my face and shoulders
as I meander down
the steep cobblestone paths
through Positano
and down towards the sea.
Brilliant pink bouganvillae
snake along and hug stone walls
dangling freely as the ends
frolic in the wind,
accenting the Dresden blue
of the Mediterranean Sea far below.
If I become absent-minded,
distracted by the stone-hewn shops,
quaint, thick glass windows,
jewelry stands and [...]
Night Cafe
A deep velvet black/blue night sky
offers dim illumination
to the lonely tables
with few patrons seated.
Brilliant orange light
beckons from within
windows
as if offering warmth
and comfort.
The restaurant wall is ochre and moss
complimenting the warm
orange glow within.
Brave and ornate
stars cavort
in the evening sky.
They look almost
ridiculous
with their orange centers
and billowing white and blue
lace aprons
gathered in
the shape of flowers.
Full and frothy.
Bestowing a [...]
