Tuesday, September 29, 2015
Sunday, September 27, 2015
Eclipse
Wandering the Hills
Tuesday, September 22, 2015
Roads and Surroundings
It's looking like the road construction between Pigeon Hollow and Ephraim will be wrapping up soon, but I've tried to take advantage of the delays as much as possible. It's somewhat forced, but turning off the engine and just looking around on the road usually reserved for flying mindlessly onward is an act of deliberate hope and mindful, evaporative subversion, I reckon.
Sunday, September 20, 2015
Huzzah! Some More Weird Poetry!
Each a Tree
We are each a tree in the beside a great field-
we attract are own champions
as we also draw our own ruin.
Booming savages brimming with self,
squinty-eyed imperials of what we recognize
from the far side of a thirsty heart.
In this parched and furrowed estate,
how long will these tender leaves remain aloft?
Having travelled here from afar,
and depending on legends affirmed
without much perspective on distances
between mileposts and synapses;
one way or the other, each floorboard lain beside another is a miracle of science
and of some ancient birthright unearned.
And this is life’s keystone perched high overhead
made of chalk, under whatever rain falls, and forgotten
by those whose vision is perpetually probing for crude.
And such is the dream of cooled watermelon and shade trees,
summer girls with their bobbed hair pinned back
and long swims in the glade-
These things don’t keep, but the flavors last
as evenings in front of the fire
and firefly walks beside languid rivers,
if only in mentioning.
or remembering our progenitors
as trees beside great, furrowed fields
and in hope of champions or recovering from ruin.
Final Watermelon?
Tuesday, September 15, 2015
Horseshoe
Thursday, September 10, 2015
Monday, September 7, 2015
State of the Nation, this Labor day.
Bernie Sanders' campaign weighs in on the way things are these days.
Saturday, September 5, 2015
Burial of Cabin Electrics
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