Sunday, March 30, 2014

Forgive Me


Forgive Me

I ate the last piece
of apple turnover
so warm, so sweet
with
the last scoop
of vanilla ice cream
so smooth, so cool
drizzled 
with
the last drops of
dark chocolate sauce
so rich, so fine

I don't know
what came over me
but
it was 
so good, so good.



xx

Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Found a Creech


On a walk
miles from home

found 
sign
for
a

Creech

Helloooo, Creecher

xx




Saturday, March 22, 2014

The Truck


Spotted this blue truck
on my walk today

blue truck blue truck
stopped me in my tracks

Such a truck!

There's a whole story
right there
in that blue truck

you hear it?
you feel it?

Man!
Such a truck!

This is why writers don't run out of
ideas

because you can be just walking along
and
come upon
such a thing
as 
this
blue
truck

and your mind starts whirring
and you want to know 
where it's been
and who drives it
and where it's going

you want to lean on its shiny fender
and listen

you want to hug
a
truck

you want to thank
that truck
for being
along your path

Oh, man!

. . 

xx

Thursday, March 20, 2014

Simplicity


Purity
simplicity
beauty

a world in this one photo

. . .

I think these same aims
are in my mind
when I write:

purity
simplicity
beauty

a world in this one story

xx

Friday, March 14, 2014

Sign Posts


All these cheery bright 
colors
and
signs

and that sky
that sky

oh
my

!

xx

Monday, March 10, 2014

Hey!


Heyyyyy

blue sky
red shack
blue water

heyyyyy

pilings
and
flag
and
dock

heyyyyy

you make me 
feel 
so
good

!

xx

Saturday, March 8, 2014

The Tree


Tree: Southport, NC

Behold the
mammoth
towering
gnarly
lofty
wizened
giantess

a dome
over
your
fragile
head

xx


Thursday, March 6, 2014

Painting


So many similarities
between writing and painting

the white canvas
the choices
the blending and mixing
the perspective
the style

the freedom

. . 

Sometimes when I am weary 
of words
paint

. . 

Do you paint?

xx