The Fly, a poem of sorts from the sketchbook...
28 June 2018
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11 December 2017
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Oh No Snow!
It’s snow
It’s snow
It’s snow
It’s no!
16 November 2017
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November
Sunflowers drop on a coffin of oak
A mound of dirt, a colorful cloak
Are you there somewhere?
Sing to you, talk to myself
Rearranging the flowers, late afternoon sun
Wish it would bring some warmth
Not the words left unsaid
But the discussions no longer
No benches nearby, no place to sit and draw
Swiss bureaucracy at work?
25 January 2016
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Eight feet, ten mph
So I’m walking up the street
not far from down town
an area without much traffic
with ice on the ground
under a winter sun
And I come to a cross road
with a stop sign
and a car heading my way
7 March 2013
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Dance The Harlem Shake
I’m usually the last person that is aware of whatever meme is going around; mostly, if ever, I learn about them in whatever last year’s magazine found in the dentist’s waiting room. But last week this one caught my attention as it spiraled by for at least the fourth time and inspired a song:
………..
I may not care for techno
I may not care for house
But the good ol’ Harlem Shake
Has me up all raised and roused
It’s a pulsating movement
Everyone join in!
Fight your persecutors
Let the mutiny begin!
Thrust your pelvis forward
Thrust your pelvis back
25 June 2011
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It's Complicated...
I wrote the following 5-6 years ago, stumbled on it this morning, tighten it up a bit and FWIW, stuck it up here…
Updated ’17: classified in poetry. :P
Saturday I spoke with an interesting artist whose work is being shown in a museum.
He said many things. Some brilliant!
Some not as much.
Some not at all. But it depends.
23 April 2011
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Ink Spots
search and destroy
clear and hold
ink spot theory