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freeverse poetry

Nowhere to Call – Items: Forgotten in Drawers (vol. 4)

Nowhere to Call – Items: Forgotten in Drawers (vol. 4)
Nowhere to Call – Items: Forgotten in Drawers (vol. 4)

Pistachios for Bedouins – Items: Forgotten in Drawers (vol. 4)

Pistachios for Bedouins – Items: Forgotten in Drawers (vol. 4)
Pistachios for Bedouins – Items: Forgotten in Drawers (vol. 4)

Sunday on the Lam – Items: Forgotten in Drawers (vol. 3)

Sunday on the Lam – Items: Forgotten in Drawers
Sunday on the Lam – Items: Forgotten in Drawers

A Circumnavigation of Sorts – Postcard #79

Pod cover: Postcards circumnavigation

Float to Istanbul, Muscat and elsewhere, and check in with Cleopatra, Shakespeare, Francis Drake, Shah of Persia, Adam, Cain, Abel, Lawrence, Ataturk, Czars Nicholas and Alexander, Matt Harding, Russia oligarchs, well-fed stray cats, unidentified shortwave broadcasts, Abraham, Norman, Matt Harding, rowers, drummers, a blonde dog and you and me… finding the edges of the globe.

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Riparian Edges – Items: Forgotten in Drawers (vol. 3)

Riparian Edges – Items: Forgotten in Drawers
Riparian Edges – Items: Forgotten in Drawers

Locust in Sweetgrass – Items: Forgotten in Drawers (vol. 3)

Locust in Sweetgrass – Items: Forgotten in Drawers
Locust in Sweetgrass – Items: Forgotten in Drawers

Stuck Around – Items: Forgotten in Drawers (vol. 3)

Stuck Around – Items: Forgotten in Drawers
Stuck Around – Items: Forgotten in Drawers

San Francisco Afternoon

Waiting thirteen minutes
for a 2nd rate beer
a Sunday afternoon
In the empty bar
the one with the pretentious name

trying to be too smooth
but i’ll submit to comfort
low-slung leather lounge
glass table top reflection

C:

the menu has martinis
but i am drinking beer
this menu lists tapas
but i am nowhere near
not eating, just drinking
and thinking
somewhere far away from here

thinking on a San Francisco afternoon
finding her walk-up
brick and stone tiny room
redwood walls and Chinese food

somewhere near
the Embarcadero
waiting for red-headed Tina
who i ran from years before

leaving in a hurry
and coming on too soon
admitting that in retrospect
you meant more than i let on

so i continue
waiting vacantly
sipping slowly
and sitting low

the menu has martinis
but i am drinking beer
this menu is listing tapas
but i am nowhere near
hardly can guess where i’m strolling
suppose i am going home

a lost afternoon for me
belatedly exchanged for
the 
broken heart
i maybe gave you

like that foreign film
where the subtitles might say
i’m erred on a cloudy day
by the well near the olive hill

but really now
if you happened by
i just want an afternoon
of coffee, weed and your tangled sheets

like times before i ventured
drifting literal oceans away
unsure if you even remember
Salt Lake night in the Avenues

climbing oaks and sneaking into
that mansion that’s for sale forever
drinking port wine in the broken attic

or maybe you noticed me out here
peeking through a curtain
hoping to stumble like a coincidence
holding crocuses like missed conceptions
and faltered connections

the menu has martinis
but i am drinking beer
this menu is listing tapas
but i am nowhere near

i am gone elsewhere
somewhere far from you
and here

Spark’d – Items: Forgotten in Drawers (vol. 3)

Spark'd – Items: Forgotten in Drawers
Spark’d – Items: Forgotten in Drawers

Parallel Parked – Items: Forgotten in Drawers (vol. 3)

Parallel Parked – Items: Forgotten in Drawers
Parallel Parked – Items: Forgotten in Drawers