Haiku

A tiny spider ..... read more

Elvis Lives Indiana

Detail, BenWah's Garage, originally uploaded by DRheins.

Corn country garage / Elvis lives Indiana / smoking room only

Bide

Play your green-grass guitar
Throw your gold medals in the water
Buy a bouquet of yellow roses
hung round your neck like a heavy halo
and you can skate on shoes made of glass
I can only stand with my roots
making cracks across the grass

I'd Like to Hold You Once

Would that my

branches could

Find you in air, in-

hibit yor career.

Flight plan

Out over the patient ocean,

waiting for every pilot

is the circle

that maps his point of no return,

beyond which

the fuel that trembles in the tanks

will only carry him ......

where ?

TRANSMISSION FLUSH

The sign read like a beacon, above his head. Lying there like a victim of a hold-up gone wrong. Wiped out and bleeding, screaming “Play another song!” I knew this night would end in a fuss He stumbled out... *read more*

Odd Day

took dump at courthouse

and left

Odd Day [the Mp3]

Street Art, Broad Ripple Village

Street Art, Broad Ripple Village, originally uploaded by DRheins. I pause to admire / street art in the alley way / Broad Ripple is hip!

Spurious

Beauty inept like a secret kept from all that wish to know a joyous flask so firmly passed amongst our hearts and hands sight amused, ... *click here to continue reading*

Lucid Dream

Lucid Dream was a pretty young thing.
She used to play and tarry
until the day they took her away Continue reading

And So Sang Coyote

call me coyote
yes, my breaths come in canticles
as it crawls up towards the sky
each exhalation shakes the dunes
like a thousand grains gone by

The Flight of Diana, August 13th, Aricia

she takes off her clothes
to spill the blood of another
two-story god
with a building in his body
and vines cracking his facade

Low Star

Low star, pull your pants up

Low star, slippry and dense

Low star, walk the rooftops

Low star, impervious.

La Comodona

It's a mistake to let them work it out between them who's top bitch.

lasting

no one lasts .. read more

The Bagatelle That Played On In His Head

your mind is toying with a gift, sir
This new concoction takes the piss, sir
I’ll ask you once so softly mister
Oh please don’t take her away
I know you’ve got this silver silk brocade
and you’re planning to show her
of just what you are made

The Old Swing

There’s an old swing

hanging from one of the trees

out back

that craves child’s play

They ... entire poem

One Lonely Tear

All your pain silently wept

in one grief packed droplet

falling from the corner of your eye

unnoticed by anyone

but ... entire poem

Dream

She dreamt she was a flower

blooming in a field

petals wide open

her ... entire poem

Serendipity on a Jersey Street Sign

Bulldog graffiti, Jersey City, originally uploaded by DRheins.

Saturday morning / eating albaricoque / we find you bull dog