"Life is the dancer and you are the dance."
Eckhart Tolle

Friday, April 30, 2010

saying goodbye ... napowrimo #30

a train passes by …

what once went before me

a sound haunts me in my dreams

a despondent resonance it makes

my mind moves reluctantly

on a journey to another place

don’t fall off the train

you may lose your legs

try to keep your balance

or leave it behind

a train makes such a forlorn hum

desolate and lingering

going nowhere and everywhere

leaving emptiness inside me

Thursday, April 29, 2010

"In the city" napowrimo #29

The Spring Break massacre

Happened over the oyster bar on Fifth

Welcome back Courtney Love

Even if you don’t like the idea

She says “Laura Bush has gay friends”



The Spring Break massacre

Staring at Sapphic Romance portraits

New York happy hours all round the clock

During a conversation with a human centipede

Mayor Bloomberg called out on education for the kids



The Spring Break massacre

You don’t say “A stray remark haunts Brown?”

They approve the big wind farm off Cape Cod

Just another evening out with friends

In “The city that never sleeps”

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

what a bunch of ... napowrimo #28

Something tells me to leave it alone

I know I won’t ‘cause it’s not my fashion

Should I steal away?

Catch a forbidden kiss

I have never listened to my logic

I have thrown caution to the wind

Or was that the other way round?

How can you do that anyway?

Sounds like a bunch of crap to me

Something told me to leave it alone

But I didn’t …

And I am confident I never will

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Ramblin' Rosie napowrimo #27

Feeble and occasionally a bit foppish

Entertains with Congo music from a distant land

Big bells and drums, funky men in hula skirts

Rabbits hopping in the garden eating up the carrots

Under an umbrella sipping mint tea from a tall frosted glass

Aristocratic and well read, a novelist by trade

Rosemarie Rutherford from the shores of Montezuma

Yawns when you get near

Monday, April 26, 2010

One rainy evening napowrimo #26

Under a full moon

smell the exhaust of planes

waiting on the tarmac

rain has just fallen glistening drops left behind

everyone waiting in anticipation



a plane takes off

one lands and hits the tarmac-hard

its engine begins to coil

someone is arriving home

or visiting a new place



thinking of starting my new life

it has all become clear

memories fade away

in my mind and my feelings

I fly …

Sunday, April 25, 2010

An adventure napowrimo #25

"Furthermore you are to bow when I enter the room"

Horacio the young prince said to Jemmy

Ill-bred young prince

The whipping boy now lives in the palace

Jemmy caught rats in the sewers

The best fighting rats

He has an education now reading writing sums

No corporal punishment for Horacio only Jemmy

Several times a day

They runaway to the countryside

Encounter Hold-Your-Nose Billy and Cutwater

Highwayman and henchman

A girl has lost her dancing bear

A man with a wagon full of potatoes

They sit down to eat together

Tomorrow they’ll start another adventure …

Saturday, April 24, 2010

medieval Erasmus said ... napowrimo #24.2

Euripides writ the play

don’t they know “`A dogge hath a day”

from the coliseum the spectators watched

hungry for the blood and mayhem

rivalry was wicked in those days

release the dogs

take his soul and be it carried away

to the dark depths from where he came

a lowly man once said “every dog has his day”