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Moss Covered Steps

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Remarkable steps ecologically aware curled meditation.

Private Dancer

Sly and the Family Stone reverberates in the background.

I Want to take you High---er! Hi—gh—er!

Boom shaka lacka lacka---boom shaka lacka lacka !!

The darkness throbs and then a
spotlight flashes illuminating
her four inch spikes
all aglitter as her
well defined stems wrap the pole center stage, inching their way up
heels first, towards the dark dusty paper-mache ceiling.

Swirling lights and a throbbing deep-tone tease the regulars as
her voluptuous implants bounce
and her trim
athletic form swings and slides
gracefully
swirling, twirling
thumping, bumping, writhing and smiling to the beat.

Just another sultry artist with pouty red lips
and no tan lines.

High-priced minutes tick by as
thick mascaraed lashes and smoky eyes
slice through the fog, combing for dead presidents
as they salute a beautiful flower
in full bloom, as she eyes a dirty clock
and competes with
younger more fragrant flowers
showing up late for the dinner rush
and now shielded by burly men
in dark corners.

Daylily

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Large showy flower Used in hot and sour soup medicinal fare.

Water Lily

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Sacred water nymph rooted in lively fishpond shows genuine smile.

Wasted Words-Rictameter

My comments on war!
Truckloads of wasted words line up on back lots, march past shelled stone facades and down bleak alleyways seeking young inquisitive souls trapped in constipated minds prone outside wisdom’s door drenched in bullshit scratching.
Rictameter is a scheme similar to Cinquain. Starting your first line with a two syllable word, you then
consecutively increase the number of syllables per line by two. i.e. 2, 4, 6, 8, 10 Then down again,
8, 6, 4, 2 Making the final line the same two syllable word you began with.

Sentinels

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Giant knobby pines guard Kalihi Valley Park old rumination.

Last Train Home--Chinese Documentary

Last Train Home--Chinese Documentary


We met at eleven
on a Wednesday
for a Chinese movie
preceded by a fat American
lunch at the Pavilion cafe.

Overfed in our luxury as we
observed the spirit of these dynamic people with
backs bent in two, using simple tools
to farm and rebuild cities, to live in squalid
closet-size rooms for decades, and send money home
to finance dead dreams, to children who don’t understand why.

To children who just want their mommy and daddy to tuck them in at night.

To forsake what we would call normal.

Young couples who have to leave home at an early age
leave their babies to work in factories
to make jeans for spoiled Americans with 40 inch waistlines
until their fingers are bent
until they have become so numb
that they no longer remember
how to speak to their own children.

Migrant workers trapped in their nightmare lives
breathlessly pushing
against the mob
for days
for a train to take them back to
sons and daughters
who live in tiny shacks with gr…

Early To Bed

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On the job by dawn working outside comfort zone why I'm retired.

Chasing Dinner

Over hill and dale shadows slash bottle green bushes. Bits of fur matted and stained flutter in the brisk morning air and descend in a grassy knoll fragrant with lily of the valley soaked in rosemary and thyme.

Vog Sunrise

The scarlet sun slices an ebony frame dazzling the Iwa birds circling violet water lilies blowing orange kisses as amber tongues poke tall banyan trees greening with dew.

From Wikipedia:


Vog is a form of air pollution that results when sulfur dioxide and other gases and particles emitted by an erupting volcano react with oxygen and moisture in the presence of sunlight....


**The Frigate Bird is called `Iwa, in Hawaii.

Purple Tongued Dendrobium

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Sinister motive
purple tongued dendrobium
lavish phony praise.

Common Myna Pair

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Common Myna pair
each louder than the other
earplugs required.

Dads vs. Grandpas

Here's a little humor---Happy Father's Day to all the Dads out there


Dads have it tough!

They have to correct their naughty children.
They have go to work and then come home and
work some more.
They have to fix what everyone else breaks.

They need to make an appointment for sex.


They have to wait for everything
wait for their wives to get ready
so they can go out and spend money
they don't have
on food that they already have
in the freezer.

They have to fight traffic-- twice a day-- FIVE DAYS A WEEK.

They have to wait
to have their toe nails trimmed
wait until Xmas for new shirts, ties, underwear and socks.

And wait for Father's Day to hear from their grown-up kids--Maybe!

Yeah--Dads have it tough!

Dads are good for car keys
an extra couple of bucks
and explaining about the birds and the bees.
They are dependable.
They are there when you need them and
if you get into trouble or just
want some support
even though they are usually in the dark
the last one you run to
afte…

White Stephanotis

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White Stephanotis
sings Halleluliah Chorus
releasing sweet scent.

Cannibal Stew

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Native pot empty warns open invitation moist mortal dinner.

Swan

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Graceful swimmer glides
spins lady photographer
twirls water haven.

Moth Orchid

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Phalaenopsis grins beneath moist canopy echoes moths in flight.

Icarus

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Icarus penquin swims at local Hilton pool swank amenities.

Fish Hawk

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Fish Hawk scans green depth stark orange focus intent dinner at ten sharp.

Turtle Rant-Ku

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The service here stinks and we have to share our pool with Antarctic birds.

Golden Shrimp Plants

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Golden Shrimp flowers trill lemon lollipop song long throated glamour.

Spider Orchid

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Arachnid visit spins a welcoming mirror engaging partner.

XYZ- XML

My rules for this one were to use XYZ in each sentence!!


Xian’s yellow xenon zephyr zooms-in-on Xanadu.
Xanthippe’s xenophobic XY zygote zigzags zip code zeroing-in-on zither.
Xerophyte x-ray yields yucca yelp zinging zinnia.
Zechariah’s XL zenana yields Yiddish zinfandel.
Yankee xylophonist yearns-for yodeling yogi in Zaire.
Xuzhou’s zucchini yardstick yields yawn in Zurich, yowl in Zanzibar.
Yonder xeriscape zooms in on zany yuppie in zoysia yelling for Yorkie.

Xuzhou: city in eastern China
XL: extra large
XML: a mark-up language that indicates the structural type of data
Zenana: harem
Zoysia: any of a genus of creeping perennial grasses having fine wiry leaves and including some used as lawn grasses.

Wayward--W’s-- Rictameter

Rictameter is a scheme similar to Cinquain. Starting your first line with a two syllable word, you then
consecutively increase the number of syllables per line by two. i.e. 2, 4, 6, 8, 10 Then down again,
8, 6, 4, 2 Making the final line the same two syllable word you began with.


Water wheel, well- balanced weather-beaten, waking wanton wide-eyed water-lily watching water-fowl win wistful wall-eye warding west wind wending wasp-at wee water-moccasin wrestling wet, white water.

Nurturing Hands

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Working together means laulima in Hawaiian

Utilizing U’s --Cinquain

Cinquain is a short, usually unrhymed poem consisting of twenty-two syllables distributed
as 2, 4, 6, 8, 2, in five lines. It was developed by the Imagist poet, Adelaide Crapsey.

Urbane Ukulele Unorthodox union Uttering Uxoriously Uncle.

Telling T’s, cherita

I have been alliterating through the alphabet--learned alot of new words, and stretched with my friend Merriam Webster, however today with the letter T--I am reverting back to a structured form. Thanks everyone for hanging in there!!


Tongue tackles tact teaches transcendent taste.
Truth tweaks trust trumps temptation.
Trilling To Try taxes thoughts trains to thwart triumph.
Savoring S’s
Sacred sage sachet soothes squeamish salamander.
Sarcasm sandwich smears self-righteous sheriff.
Sultry showers shift, splash Suns staunch splendor.
Splendid scene spanks sponsor spooning secretary.
Scavenger scarfs smoked sausage signaling smiling shutterbug snapping sow.
Space-age spade shovels sovereign shit spiking Saturn’s silent satellite.
Spotty spores sport sprouts splicing spleen.
Street walker streaks Safeway struts stringy stump submitting suburbia- to sudden suffering.
Sugar survey summons sweet satisfaction synapses signal synchronized symphony.

Pasta Poem

Pasta Poem


I’m having PASTA withdrawal, here!


I have a Casarecce condition

an epoch  Elbow gripe.

I am a Gemelli guerilla

married to Tommy Tortellini

who happens to be in a numb Noodle narcosis.

I live in petrified Penne poverty.

My revolver is stuck in a Rigatoni riddle

My bullets are ricocheting in a pool of ricotta

swearing in Shell shock.

You are playing with a vile villainess

wandering wired

without any Ziti-- zip

and now you dare tell me

we have no Linguini, no Spaghetti, and no meat for the sauce?

Goodbye!!

Scaling Peaks

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Lanihuli peak nimbly climbs to scenic heights fanning free spirit.