Watching a Japanese drama on Netflix… At the top of Tragic Lovers Hill the tall, tall trees hide angry owls The bridge that crosses the stream waits, empty, for the uncertain and the hesitant Unconcerned, the water flows on towards the bottom of the hill it takes lovers so long to climb aching lungs gasping [...]
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On a Saturday morning in 2016 (a poem)
A warm, sunny day in Seattle today. So, naturally (?), I turn to introspection… Driving with the windows down on a warm, sunny morning Laura Nyro’s ‘Stoned Soul Picnic’ coming from the cassette as the tall, tall trees that line the road sway with the gentle breeze I think about driving into town but I [...]
This afternoon (a poem)
A vignette of sorts written at the library… Close to the water but far from the sea Adjacent patches of green with intermittent trees A dead bee on the window sill in the quiet zone Warm sun on my back in front, the air conditioner’s hum A mix of murmurs from the other end and [...]
After the equinox (A poem)
Up too early—a bit chilly this morning… Rain has returned the air grown cold Time to close the windows and warm up the blankets Autumn does not pretend to be what it is not It knows its light grows dim as the days grow shorter and the bare trees in the courtyard reveal their secrets while [...]
Autumn festival (a poem)
I hate nature poems—so of course I end up writing one (or something resembling one)… A commotion arises in the treetops waving and whispering up and down the banks The anticipation is palpable its energy practically crackles in the air Even the jets passing overhead cannot drown it out The festival will soon begin squirrels [...]
The course of a quiet afternoon in the life of a solitary poet in search of the perfect poem (a poem)
Self-explanatory… I’m going to sit here out on the deck for a while feeling the sunlight on my face and listening to the waters of the creek rush past Bells will mark the hour a few minutes early in all their pre-recorded splendor at which time I will look at the clock to complete the [...]
hazy afternoon in the dreamland forest (a photo)
https://www.flickr.com/photos/lennbob/15944588408/ This would probably be more impressive in color, but I do like some of the textures… (28 December 2014)
There’s no such thing as Christmas (a poem)
A slightly bitter meditation on modern Xmas. I actually don’t mind Xmas—under the right conditions… There’s no such thing as Christmas they made the whole thing up to sell more trees to get the heathens to believe to drink from the sacred cup There’s no such thing as Christmas I can’t stress this enough it’s [...]
Weird dream stuff (December 2014)
I had a very strange dream last night/this morning… Some state agency did a study of the water supply in my area. The official conclusion was that blocking a particular waterway would increase the overall water supply. The state's Department of Transportation signed off on it, and a date was set. The day came. Although [...]
Saturday in dreamland (a poem)
No prompt today, just a word that popped into my head… Today the sun shines brightly in dreamland a musky scent floats past on the breeze The crows were quarrelling about an hour ago but now all is peaceful atop the trees The creek gurgles by in the distance as the shadows of branches dance [...]
