Category Archives: Poetry

to long side of doppled gone, he sat no chair in moonbright without shades, the road runs ‘tho he waits what time, forever, ’til she comes & highlights multi-ens at cliff-ej upper left, all blue; so, you dot that , too, as passersby in good time pick you up as souvenir

you look all day near & far up down the beach for one optometrist & any artisan within reach of rhyme for reason, ‘tho you need, &  you know it now, one yellow monocle or flat amber, but indecisive how to fix a jaundiced practitioner of clause 8 legalese: Prequel States, ‘one Big Green EyeContinue reading “But, It’s Blue”

old cool magma holds the saurus & La Donna figure 1 is hot fig.2 is stuffed figure 3 is 2 is wrong, really, 2 is young; ‘to old cool,’ saurus nods, ‘c should be ‘k’, & probably a lighter’s as I’ll be, just let me breathe…’ I pass the time for him, he snores, throwingContinue reading “Bounty Hunters”

whatever time is, it wasn’t the day that got away, I don’t know when, or the half of where maybe who should want could have without asking, there’s never etiquette in emergent need; so, this sky is blue near a fountain & sweet water also runs to those who speak wing & hover here