Monthly Archives: September 2010

CHIRPING

chirping the legions of crickets a silver sound against the celestial base of quiet and dark bathing my body and brain, a song born on balmy air ringing like the far-away twinkle of stars I slept beneath at summer camp, … Continue reading

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CALIFORNIA BLUES

Hot day, evening soon rumbling sidewalk the biggest quake I’ve ever felt +++++uttered by a third generation +++++native +++++of the city that quakes San Francisco +++++certainly not a surfing town I ++never surfed in my life. . . ++rude introduction … Continue reading

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SWOOP

Eye’s corner view of a large and swooping bird dark, shadowy shape raven? +++++hawk? ++++++++++or pigeon? too hard to have said.

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SCAVENGER IN ADVANCE

a well-fed raven in its black cloak with a blue sheen illuminated by the overcast afternoon not exactly waddles– struts– in its hip-wagging swagger down the length of the park picnic table’s deserted bench on a mid-September Friday the weekend … Continue reading

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FLOATING

Bubbles +++++dangling +++++++++++in the air +++++floating soapy spheres +++++against the stillness of the stratosphere Surface tension ++++++++++holding pressure ++++++++++anxious, then, to burst +++++like atmosphere ++++++++++waiting for a ++++++++++storm with rain and ++++++++++thunder to disperse A self-constructed biosphere +++++protects this on-the-verge-of-bursting … Continue reading

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SING A SONG OF FACEBOOK

[Inspired by a recent reading of Agatha Christie’s novel, “A Pocket Full of Rye”] Sing a song of Facebook, The modern way the day away to while, Five and forty Facebook Friends Diplayed in a file. When my page was … Continue reading

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HOURGLASS SQUEEZED

A prescient sense of loss +++++so fraught with fear– I grieve before I lose, +++++letting sand gush through +++++the space between my fingers +++++clenched in a fist. . . I feel not +++++the warm sensation of its +++++fine ground smoothness … Continue reading

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SPLENTACULOUS

The trees with autumn plumage pop into my rising vision, +++++sudden, against the gray rain-drained heaven. Spectrum from +++++Green, still bright +++++clings to this time’s +++++opposite-spring, ++++++++++surrenders to ++++++++++the burst of +++++Red, a dying gasp +++++attempt to last ++++++++++yields to … Continue reading

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RIDING THE WAVES

A restless soul may thrash and kick and grope, enduring the struggle, splashing and hearing the echo of gnashing and chattering and grinding of teeth til it finds respite on some hospitable shore or least a brief place to breathe … Continue reading

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TOUCHING THE RIGHT BUTTON

Is there a way to recover +++++what I’ve lost +++++what I want +++++what I never ever got in this computer? Is there a way to program in a deep and lasting satisfaction that hears and knows the drop of a … Continue reading

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