(WEBLOG POST)
I have added some new images on the Gallery Page at Cafedog’s Canteen!
All images have been posted with poetry previously (haha alliteration )
They are all collected on on page, with a slide show. click on the link below:
Latest
So Now What Shall We Do?
What would you do
If you finally Knew,
If you finally found out,
What it is all about?
What would you do?
Would you jump up and down
Tell everyone in town?
Would you keep it a secret
Locked away with pressed lips
And never utter a sound?
What does it all mean?
Well it happens between
The lessons we learn,
When we share our concern
For brothers, sisters and lovers-
What we share with each other.
So… Now what shall we all do?
(loosely a prequel to: “Sleuthing” )
Orion… A nights walk
When eyes turn steady to the ground
while silhouette cloaks eclipses light
no pair can see past the edge
of the dark wintry night.
while silhouette cloaks eclipses light
no pair can see past the edge
of the dark wintry night.
Oh starry silent hungry hunter above-
my audience of lonely trekked streets with me,
let us loft our look toward the horizons
upon this cold clear crisp eve.
Past nights shadowy shady curtain
lovers cradle in the halo dawn bed;
we loft our hungry eyes toward horizons
the dawns host shall keep us fed.
Twister
\ softly spoken tentacle machine /
\ bundled entropy membrane /
\ cop kill a cop /
\ boiling point /
\ liar /
\ TV /
__Smash It__
Miles Davis
a nights festival_
straw dogs to the morning sun_
jazz notes and rain drops _
straw dogs to the morning sun_
jazz notes and rain drops _
Photo Attributes. Original.
Unfinished Architecture no 1
the bedrock of my strength,
the cracks that are my weakness.
The foundation of what may be,
you may already comprehend
better than I.
and that I maybe your clay
As I wish to fill the chasm
between us
will build higher.
we grow closer.
terraces leading winding staircases
learned library dens and
Talkative bedrooms
nights balcony view
across the horizon,
morning room glances
across the table
we build higher
we grow closer.
within thine eyes
shallow breath and
beating breast,
the morning breaks
night comes to rest.
fingers that curled
to catch gentle quakes,
now come together
in peaceful embrace.
within thine eyes I see the future
coals that smolder eternal bliss
upon your smile I wish the smother
thankful gestures upon tender lips.
Barks and Howls