THe NotebOOk
Thursday, March 20, 2008
new thought for the hungry
tired, poor, and thirsty:
all of humankind
striving lives unknown
to center an being
a product of economy
struggling to work
with old practices
that should be dead
destroying new life
breaking through to see light
for moments too short
for mere remembrance
¶ 7:14 PM
what happened to Stephen?
only nine years old
as seen on black suburban
by God, please rest in peace.
¶ 7:10 PM
Thursday, March 06, 2008
i'm singing on a cake
with chamomile iced tea
sweep the asphalt with a rake
makes no difference to me
Jenny's moving 'round a Chen
naked man inside his house
windows always open when
big eyes don't miss little mouse
rendevous et nous allons
whisper deep thoughts the day long
everything from Peggy Sue
to Buddy, Holly, oddly you
walking backwards in the rain
simple cuts across the field
we find the lake and jump again
there found two oranges keeled
rainbow monkeys take the pitch
the cricket bowls for once
Jenny her part as a witch
and i the froggy dunce
rendevous et nous allons
whisper deep thoughts the day long
everything from Peggy Sue
to Buddy, Holly, oddly you
Chen is running fairly close
somewhere in talking trees
what they say, Jenny knows:
"we've got roots below the knees"
trying not to break mom's back
hop scotch-drinking tunes
our lives are not rail tracks
we don't dance with the loons
rendevous et nous allons
whisper deep thoughts the day long
everything from Peggy Sue
to Buddy, Holly, oddly you
¶ 6:58 PM
Marylou
hey girl, i was told
little birdies 'round my head
they know all the books you've read
told me i should be diggin' you
so i'm here to let you know
caught your fever and i'm wrapped up
like this gift, see i'm not tough
so let me go your way with you
i've found the girl to cultivate
see, my love, you'll be my mate
take the time to make you mine
make my soul to match your mind
hey babe, i'm so sure
little whispers make me blind
nothing more could dare take time
time away from lovin' your every move
if not for all the bills to pay
that office job with time point five
there's no way to love when not alive
Marylou, can you love what's not alive?
¶ 6:51 PM
hey girl, i was told
little birdies 'round my head
they know all the books you've read
told me i should be diggin' you
so i'm here to let you know
caught your fever and i'm wrapped up
like this gift, see i'm not tough
so let me go your way with you
i've found the girl to cultivate
see, my love, you'll be my mate
take the time to make you mine
make my soul to match your mind
hey babe, i'm so sure
little whispers make me blind
nothing more could dare take time
time away from lovin' your every move
if not for all the bills to pay
that office job with time point five
there's no way to love when not alive
Marylou, can you love what's not alive?
¶ 6:51 PM
