Thursday, August 16, 2012

Oasis

Yesterday's mirage:
                   azure sky, turquoise lake
                   emerald spruce, diamond snow.

                   Now vanished.

And great grinding, churning, belching
        swaths of manscape surround.

Alpine valley, flocked in bloom
                       wreathed by sharp slopes strewn
                                            with copper and slate,

                       wavers. fades from imagination
                      golden shadows dim, grey

As pulsing human wants
      blare greedy toils across the land.

But the half-remembered sphere of clean
      still lifts my mind
      tugging intent like balloon on thread.

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Samvana

Pink 6 Black Tux
      We trammel glades of glass, steel,
                                          crystalabras
                           pinstriped trovescapes
       as richly, we flick a tress
            and totterprance on leopard stilts.

                     - erstwhile -

Scrabbles on a red dust range
Scrapping cans, bin-to-bin
Scraping scars on iron viper fields,
                                                          sharpened rust
        thorn sliced
        flesh ribboned
                                   for one day's dank bowl of
                                                grey paste and gristle.

                           >but<

We, blinded by these baubels
shamble comfortably
              'round  blythe acres,
              dream grubbing.

Malloma

Fabri-clatter.    Plasti-special.
Metalli-faux.    And steps and snaps and
                         weaves and fumes and
                         pose and dangle
                                  big bags,
                                        name tauting.

Yes, we want it!
        we love it so.
        I'll gild my snot
             sarong my sallow
             wrap my glistening guts
                            velvet viscera
             in a happypink kittybow!
             Seehowmywants
                    drape so stylishly
                    exclaim the truth of me:

                      >>AM what I Want<<
                      >>IS<< the smeared-on
                                          cruft of
                                          thing beast
                                          centre.

Sunday, August 5, 2012

- Rhapsody -

Down draw drain a long slow
           strain    -    melodic
                             beneath
                               caverns of stone.

           Hum
           Buzz
                   strum
                   trot trot
                   clip clop
                                   red sandals wag
                                         tap tip
                                   puddy tat
            Trombone posse,

                                   giddy yap!

Eehjooh's Mendelssohn

thin siren
       crisp    stairleaps
              flit the quavering
                               zenith

       ivy flocks
             repose
       and amber glint
             etches
             vanishing
             imprints
                          of
             gull
        on an eggshell
                          heaven

        soars 3thousand fathoms
                   aloft the
                   plather of
                   dull lumberers, we.

Suppé's Poet & Peasant

On lawns of bright
      young peacock
                          a clear swan of
                          aqua mirror
      rolling in clever pipes
                  trickling, trembling
      a great glowing

   concentric
   circus
   tintops
              horse-go-rounds
              waltz mirrors and caliope
                        sparkles in a
                                      dusty reflection

               chang
               stride
               flag
               Big brass
                      champion!

Splash Music

Bell                      Paddleflip
  Strong
                 Overandagainandover
                         and higherover

        Cry the rails
               trumpet from
                         every wavelet:

                                   ding!

*                      *                      *

clapclapclapclapclap
         onetwothreefourseven
         eightninefifteen
                     Marley tattoos

slideslip an orange oar dip
          twinkle of white-gowned princess
                     and red-capped brawn

123fourteen cherry tarts
          and maple drizzle


                 Basking. Goldblue.

Splash Before

(Awaiting Symphony Splash)

File pacing, two leggeds
       glance and pace
       through hats and
       dangles of white yellow brown
                                                                 hair heads

       nod, bob, poke some, check
       poly phony
       anti  cipitating
               the sonorous
               the lilt
               the thrum of heartstrings.

And aloft, a single float plane.
And below a hedge of kayaks wharved.

       "So proud, once again!"
       "An incredible event of
               the hashtagsplash2012!"