In the
sun it
floats
Doodling
on the museum ticket
A hot
cocoa & a medium cappuccino
Hooked
on a feeling
Cold
dry patches of grassy earth
OOGA-CHAGA
Sami departs tonight
Heat
in autumn is a blessing
Single
drifting is not like couple’s drifting
Urban
pace is slower in the park
Shades
cover shy eyes
The
bare tree stands proud (on paper
as is out there yonder)
We
ponder
A
white line divides sky
One
portion blue the other lighter
The
rolling paper prays
A
harmony of fume and sun splendid
Hands
get busy with ink & lead
As if
to no surprise they spread
Images
ephemeral waning rhizomes
A
black dog a cyclist a baby in a carriage a veiled mother
The
hill breathes like us
Yellow
is only temporary
Free
air for everyone
A
street lamp a skinny tree an odd face a crystal contraption
Tattoos
with words jumble
Between
the blades of pages
&
the friendly silence
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