OL' ROCKIN' CHAIR GOT ME - haiku
Coffee's hot, I'll set it on the arm and - Oh wow! - well, you know the rest. Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, July 25, 2012
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
WELCOME TO CAMP BLOGIT
Drumming as the sun comes up, chanting as it goes back down! There's volleyball for all you sports in sunbloc, string hats, shades and shorts. Cell receptions's rather poor. Sneakers, sandals? De rigeur! Lights out by maybe one or two. Parties? Sure. Invite me too! Campfires only where pemitted,... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, July 23, 2012
LET IT GO
Don't wait until it's torn from you, make it look like your idea, what's left will be enough for you, it never was yours anyway. But this is mine and always has been! I can't get it back again! And I'm not sure I'm through with it! The fact is, it's not mine. It's me. Sign in to see full entry.
Sunday, July 22, 2012
NOT ALONE
I sat down to catch my wind, then lost it. At my feet a bearprint was filling up with water. NOTE - I borrowed this chilling situation from William Faulkner's The Bear, which is the best short novel I've ever read, hands down. It's also the only one of his that I ever read and understood. Sign in to see full entry.
Saturday, July 21, 2012
ABOUT GUNS (re-post from from 1/14/11)
Just think the great surprise I felt to hear that hateful words are harmless! All those years since playground days I'd always thought the opposite! (Why else did I learn how to run!) And do you fear assault by deer? Then an M-15's your cup of tea! Or is it for assault ON deer? (Assault guns leave... Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, July 20, 2012
HOT BRONX AFTERNOON BACK THEN
Hot Bronx afternoon shimmers, melts the tar as busstop men all coatless wait. Skiprope girls will sit, play jacks, while stickball boys trade comic books. Frontstoop toddlers learn it all - above all learn to sit and watch. Clothespin moms hang out the diapers from the washboard to the clothesline,... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, July 19, 2012
I WASN'T EXPECTING THAT
Hiking near a summer swamp, I had a path all rough, uneven, laced with twisty, worn and shiny trodden roots of simple black that challenged every step I took until one wriggled, disappeared into the slender trailside grass. Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
A KID'S NIGHTMARE: THE REVOLVING DOOR AT MACY'S
I learned doors, of course I did, but this is different by a lot! Brass and glass brush brass and glass, whirl too fast to let me past! A people-slicer at the worst - adults propel it without pause; at best - if stopped -a goldfish bowl where, pressed to glass, I yell "I'm caught!", but make no... Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
STARTING OUT
Let me knit us both a chicken while we speak of things to be, of what we can and can't afford on just my meager salary. Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, July 16, 2012
ELISE, MY NEIGHBOR'S SEVEN-YEAR OLD
No dance class ever taught my little silver-slippered one those lissome laughing moves that make the music something I can see. Sign in to see full entry.