Mermaid Tattoo

May 29, 2009 at 7:19 pm | Posted in poetry, writing | 22 Comments
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… by Harold Arlen who
tired of the gentlemanly discipline
required to complete “Stormy Weather”
in which moon and sea conspire
to overcome the laziness of words
their tendency to aggregate in brick arrangements
when what we most desire are softer forms
of mattress clouds on which to bob
and gently overroll
an abandoned luxury of spiralled
pillow scented curls with mistress smiling
hinting inclination gently rising
as we slide updown the other side
would gracefully accept the cautious underflow
               of whispered fingertips
                               which quicken clarity
                                               that sometimes sinking
                                                               is not drowning.

So Long, Marianne.

December 19, 2008 at 7:50 pm | Posted in poetry, writing | 6 Comments
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It’s time that we began. 16 years of hard time I got but worse than that was the thought of him out there, doing it again, safe and warm knowing that I am in here.

Today I dusted the tree beneath which sits some fat guy, laughing. Small animals graze.

bop e do bob boom
the John Coltrane riff, subtitled,
ahh that was so beautiful
I disappeared

When suddenly, thought expired
into a Mambo mermaid seabreeze salty
like Mmmmargarittahs
gotta new tattoo it’s a real beauty,

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