Pool at Kalani
Floating
Deeper than the passion of
Deeper than the passion of
Sex
Floating face up naked in a pool
Midnight
The pure black sky
Sparkling with a million stars--Jack 5/29/'09
Apricocks... Be kind and courteous to this gentleman; Hop in his walks and gambol in his eyes; Feed him with apricocks and dewberries, With purple grapes, green figs, and mulberries; The honey-bags steal from the humble-bees, And for night-tapers crop their waxen thighs And light them at the fiery glow-worm's eyes, To have my love to bed and to arise; -Shakespeare: Midsummer Night's Dream
Friday, May 29, 2009
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Amber
North Georgia Moon
(not Atlanta)
by Jack
Amber
The amber Moon struggles to rise
Through Atlanta's humid mists
Mists of auto exhaust fine particle
Emissions May musk fragrant
Putrid
The Moon Struggles in a sky with
Maybe three stars in a night
Overlit with the incandescence of
Thousands of glaring street lamps
Lighting the asphalt
The amber Moon goes
Yellow to almost white
Atlantans filled with fright
Lock their doors houses filled with
Light
Bright white light to protect
Atlantans taking pills to sleep
As the Moon courses through
Trees shadows threatening
Their lives
--Jack
May 9, '09
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Shuck the short term
RAINCLOUDS Puerto Vallarta
By Jack
Shuck the short term
Shuck the short term memory
Recall instead chianti we sipped near
Volterra
As the thunder claps as
flashes of lightning sizzle the
Rain
The Beach at Puerto Vallarta
Appears
With walls of rain over the Pacific
Better to repeat the pleasures
We had
Than whatever it was happened yesterday.
--Jack 5/2/9
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