Monday, March 30, 2009
Saturday, March 28, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Fast Food Delights
walked down my street today,
said she was a happy meal,
said I could have it my way.
Take a bite!
Thursday, March 19, 2009
Sunday, March 15, 2009
I-Cannot-See That Far-Away Used-To-Be
farther than we are today,
to the land of where I-Cannot-See
the place we once called Used-To-Be.
Friday, March 13, 2009
A Wintry Spell
Our town has disappeared
beneath last night’s ton of snow
and trees moan loud while bending double
under their heavy load
The warning’s out
everyone should best stay indoors
for expectations are
there will come down a whole lot more
The word disaster’s spread
all over the news
but ... entire poem
Marine Band Radio
A cormorant caught an enormous fish—
Well, bigger than it’s pterodactyl head.
I thought the black neck twisting out of the water,
The flapping brown fins held tight in the beak,
Were a particularly lively piece of New York harbor trash
Until I saw the bird’s gleaming eye
Register grim resolution
To shift its prey in the lock of its jaws
To hold it just right, rear back, open wide
And gulp the fish down in three big bites.
Then the bird meandered on the whitecapped water
Neither diving nor winging away.
The fish, of course, was going nowhere.
Read all of Marine Band Radio
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Flower and Bee
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Saturday, March 7, 2009
Friday, March 6, 2009
Now, lets drag the analogies Little further