Thunder cracks through rain
Gushing as hail pings thin tin
Sun sparks the raindrops
Jack 4/17/12
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
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Saturday, April 7, 2012
Meeting by the Gulf (with irony)
It is the eve of another jaunt
Down south to New Orleans
Like we been sayin' we'd do
For years
The eve of days together
My mind and yours
Cafe conversations
Late night music
Sparkling Wine
Letting what happens happen
Right
Your body and mine
Or jus' contemplatin'
What might be or not
As the Easy takes hold
Takes hold
Takes hold
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