one single impression: river and sunday scribbling: the call
photo: jg in sf, flickr
gorilla gotcha, he comes and goes
splashing water everywhere
hairy highlights big tufts of wild
the air too full to breathe
carving a canyon course
simple stream sublime
beating arms out stretched
he hollers and roars
where does the witness go
further downstream dip
scratching tales on sandy banks
a racket of recorded reasoning
sunday whirl and sunday scribbling no 286 plan b
sensing the jostle of dawn approach
it was time to erase yesterday and
awaken today’s light
strolling sleepy towards ten windows
carelessly pushing back the closed
lucid the look outside inviting and calm
motions of morning barely one could enhance
buoyant barefoot steps help to mark the way
beneath my feet a mild meeting of a road to come
tickling a thousand hairs of happiness somewhere
a clutch a caress a remembered sea forgotten
barely blinking i heard the whisper of a wander
shop talk to travel a challenge to chat of tomorrow
suddenly i’m sitting strong black espresso and burnt wheat toast
not hardly an accident passers-by we meet
mentioning the morning and how lovely life is
curious of his wanderings i peer closer
his shoes slightly sooty leaving footprints from fire and flames
sunday scribblings: shipwrecked
three word wednesday: adapt, lie, glide
a sudden departure
started with a splash
knew it was a shipwreck
immediately immersed
wet water tread
sweet savoring surrender
crashing dryland pileup
new years eve fireworks
laughter’s luminous light
trailing trials of trouble
stars swaying sorrow
two feet feeling squishy
soaked summer sandals
unbuckled and brave
diving during darkness
two big eyes examine
hunchback harmony
in a placating plunge
flapping tall tail touch
always eternally open
comes a two oar rowing rescue
i am a walker willing to adapt
plunging possessions fall
and the big lie loosens
begins a glistening glide
to a far far away
those unlikeable emotions
hostile to water preferring the dry
in a downpour they disappear
lighter the load landfall appears
silent the air parts letting me go
sunday scribblings: no. 273 give/gave/giving/gift and 3www: gag, maintain, omit
photo: window, rostybrandx
basking in the bright bionic beautiful
just pass the one-way rambling remedy
did the small measure pour out and over
no asking nor telling, the stirring simply started
the offering floated over the private precipice
well-meaning wanderings surfacing windows
flung wide open, heady pink heart healings
maintain and allege, shade and shift
a red gag gone, bighearted bits adrift
omit not the first line long gone by
sunday scribblings no 265: cake
photo: chotda, flickr
soothingly simple we sifted first
just as the receipe said to
observers would hardly have noticed
next, the mixing of ingredients
sanguine stars in separate spheres
soothingly simple we sifted first
pleasure paupers silver spoons in
orderly fashion we blended our ingredients
just as the receipe said to
closer we channel the temp and timer
once the cake is cooked we’re delightfully done
observers would hardly have noticed
Piece of Pie ala Mode 