Monday, November 30, 2009

some january morning in january

blue leather boot strap
toe tap mittens out the back
balled snow sneak attack

Thursday, November 12, 2009

accordion air

sharply sighs machine
with memories of dancing
taverns, streets, and halls

nowhere for the price of a smile

passenger seating
with strangers' conversation
the token express

Sunday, October 25, 2009

a shared trajectory makes a rich journey

three abreast a cart
wheel slow started family
set out in consort

a weathered walker's advice to the ill-fated

grab hold strongly, son
it's ugly and wants you dead
but you can break it

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

jerry, the former mc, overcame his susceptibility to infomercials

shrewdly dubious
to lack-wit testaments, I,
take mine by finding

Saturday, September 12, 2009

robot ropes can roll themselves

sea breeze coiling steel
synchronizing ripple joints,
man-less thinking ships

Thursday, September 3, 2009

contour explorers

copy back my map
of Africa tonight, love
through your lines we'll walk

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

the writing instrument that remembered

every doled drop
leaving home this bleeding tool
to record the more

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

plastic head glass

cross-limbed toe-tapper
your boundaries vibrating
only inward-like

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

the weathered hermit felt only what could be seen

abrasion made him
an elegant callousness
as folds to crumple

Saturday, July 25, 2009

three years ago, henry walcrest realized he would never find it standing still

push back the blanket
gravel-formed aches my morning
moving off putting

Monday, July 13, 2009

who said anything about possible?

we leap over seas
to watch love build cityscapes
out of dirt and time

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

fleet blinker

butterfly at night
caught by the quick and caller
butterfly, ignite

Monday, June 1, 2009

carrousel of givers

waves and waves they pass
for up a down turned up learned
choir of motion

Thursday, May 28, 2009

no time to dally, sally, the bells play on

universal minds
on a dancing-mad clock hand
like spark puppies play

Thursday, May 7, 2009

upbringing of a machine

red wrath burns quickly
though cold is what one should fear
and not from without

you should have thought about that before you erased the messiah

at a loss for words
open stained-glass magnetic
cutting briar's path

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

none can catch the jungle's son

sweat thump I am drum
race with the tree-swung young one
drum run my earth lung

my tenure as daybreak's shutter operator

carefully holding
watch wait for bold faces; here
show you tomorrow

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

sister carried this with her for a lifetime

sure soft foot movement
clothed in a field of sky folds
and time was a place

Sunday, April 5, 2009

the most exciting home decorating adventure she's had yet!

holy moley mother
have you seen that other and
so clever curtain

it was the only place the great blind giant could not crush, and for such a small reason

he plunged through the gates
the end of our town, our lives
stopped by a whisper

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

tuesday teeters over the coattails of staggering tom

tip top hat to you
do tell me have you the time
today is turvy

a perplexing purpose

like a bottlecap
clinging tightly to its home
made to bend away

Monday, March 30, 2009

the progeny of a moving conception

forget those blankets
the air will be your cover,
red-born sleeping one

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

selling wings for words

soaring higher still
laid open all to eye, yet
could not share so far

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

he was determined to bring the brightest light into the darkest room

hear those thunderous
pitfalls and repetitions
echos precede source

Thursday, February 26, 2009

preparing meals by moonlight

charcoal resting wood
attend and what sharply to
put open after

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

the rush of love or cunning brew

finger-folded hands
below face storm-eyed vigor
roll the restless free