Saturday, July 22, 2017

Some small poems






















Lone bird
Singing
It's blues

As summer
Gets hotter - 
The conversation
Is more
Choice

And big jets
Of endless commerce
Scarf up what's left
of the sky.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~


I'm a bygone day
cant go to the hardware
and  keep from crying



~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~







skunk in the garden
known for its spray
which
wakes me at night
and tells me to turn
each fan on exhaust

i saw its other side
skunk rooting
low and prehistoric
tending to the earth
slow moving
like a sloth

i have never
seen
such patience
would like to be so calm and cool

but
for now i
tend to
the sky.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

(After Apollinaire's "Pretty Red Head" )

Pale, fragile
ruddy red haired girl

and dark nomad-eyed
friend girl

both
in black

they stand close by 
the big box
of silver needs
at the 
institute
of 
contemporary
art

held by a magnetism 
&
i am thinking
maybe
mysticism too. 

- Asa Wentoff-Juan Mourning, 2009

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Swimming lessons

The farmboys would send
their dogs on me -
as I rode my Schwinn on
the road -
where the cabbage
were humming.
--
(Pua Sadinia)

I came upon a waterfall
on the beautiful island
Light flowed through the greenery
on a flower like a diamond.


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