Clowns in carnivals made of clay standing still night today riding long carousel horse frozen face painted white drowned out benign fright pulling rings puppet strings circus mirrors shedding nearer fat ladies sing coming clearer coming closer round and round riding horse pole slows up and down edging music clowns in rows on the ground … Continue reading Clowns in Carnivals made of Clay
I have had the pleasure of being the only one who has seen and heard that which comes for me. I walk in wind and sail my kite string is tight pulls left to right pounding rain electric light flashing bright I'm alright cool blue glistening water drops fall welling up in my eyes like … Continue reading I walk in wind
I sat on a gravestone. lived in a radioactive zone. felt all those upturned bones, record scones, crepes and summer skin tone. raining, lightening, thundering storms. I sat wondering on the sea shore. torn, watching ships come and go under my purple umbrella.
Drops hit the rusty old junky truck and the salty old abandoned boat Revel in the smell of the air after a fairly heavy rain listen to the rain the scent of rain so clean so fair it is so rare a find my love for rain is pure as it is study not worry … Continue reading Listen to the rain