O-furo with #io + #poem
I have very rudimentary arithmetic / math skills but I do know: Ichiro is 41-ish months old so about 1,230 […]
O-furo with #io + #poem Read Post »
I have very rudimentary arithmetic / math skills but I do know: Ichiro is 41-ish months old so about 1,230 […]
O-furo with #io + #poem Read Post »
I’m always filling up notebooks: sometimes there’s a “system” where I have one that’s like a diary, another a scrapbook
Poem / notes: ‘recalling a scene’ #handwritten #draft Read Post »
Really all im trying to do is {simply} combine post & poetry into mystery & kindness. That’s enough. Here are
Mixing Post & Poetry into Mystery Read Post »
When a poem comes, you grab the paper and pen that’s closest & scribble the muses’s desire – and then
Poem / notes: ‘Suppose the Malaise…’ (handwritten, draft) Read Post »
Suppose its pettyAnd surely inelegantbut I’ll spill it anyhowAs i recollect“I still think of all the stuff I suddenly gave
Poem: ‘Served my Heart’ #draft Read Post »
Fresh out of defiant slogansToo exhausted to scowlDone with rhetoric and angstGiven up on raised firstsJust my eyebrows for nowI
Fresh out of defiance #draft Read Post »
“Your brother picked me up at Nagoya Station 28 years ago tonight, & hustled me out to his place in
28 years ago in Okazaki… JE to DO Read Post »
Vaguely rememberWhen I disappearedDrifted awayWasn’t heard from in yearsLost and found Now here I am send me a postcardOr a
Lyric: Carousel of Lost Ambitions #draft Read Post »
{for KB & CC} Steeplechase’dI built a sensory deprivation chamberOut of cardboard scissors and glueMeant to be along in a
Lyric: Steeplechas’d #draft Read Post »
Well lets all pretendThat we did our bestAnd try for a graceful exitAnd give up on all the rest All
Lyric: slow burned & singed #draft Read Post »
Another *notable* one gone (you can tell when the reason/cause/method isn’t listed but conjecture abounds and the same cliches surface).
{a snippet of poem and musings about brain and soul pain} #bruised Read Post »
Forgot your InternetMy pardons if I didn’t click You’re evidently awesome InternetsI’m not trying to be mean just when I
(Sorry) I didn’t answer your Internets Read Post »
No longer dauntedBy subterfugePayola schemes or evenAssassinations by a religious stoogeStill enamored by overbitesPretty lies, feathered capsand Japanese super cub
Finding Home #transcription (repeat) Read Post »
A spangled Cub Scout in his short pants and neckerchiefcheck out a book, holdinglittle sister’s handElder lady clutching armload of
At the library, observations #poem Read Post »
Where do you go whenYou disappear?I have a hunch(and want to ask) but suspect, maybePossibly too intimate to inquire, maybeAnd
Where do you disappear? #poem Read Post »
{transcription from an “field notes” notebook while in bed… stashed here so I don’t misplace} Finding homeNo longer dauntedBy subterfugePayola
Poetry transcription: “finding home” Read Post »