Saturday, July 19, 2014

Crow Calls, Randy Ravens

I'm curious: to crows
what kind of call
is comeliest of all?

Restated: to ravens,
are raucous, rasping
responses erotic?

Monday, July 14, 2014


A punctured balloon
Leaking air:
Tired exhalation.


Looking in the bathroom mirror,
Suprised to see:
Looks like I have it together,
Not how I feel.

Tuesday, July 1, 2014


A naked feeling
A card fallen to the ground
And no crutch to reach

Sunday, June 29, 2014


Cascading water
blankets the surface
of a conical brick ziggurat,
a single downward-outward sheet.

If you watch it too closely,
the bricks will lift up
and fly into the sky.

Saturday, June 28, 2014

Of the gaps

Fighting the invisible demons of airflow:
They moan and howl in bitter protest
As I pull hard on the door
To close that very


Getting hold of some people
Is so difficult:
It's like picking up
Very soft tofu
Using very thin chopsticks

Her Touch

The subtle softness
Of a skilled touch
Applied with grace,
Pressing not much
Along my face.
But she's a stylist,
It's just her work,
Nothing personal;
Still it makes her
Twice as beautiful.

Thursday, June 26, 2014

Bluish Sky

Empty bluish sky
Where the mountaintop should be,
As if photoshopped.

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Cloud top

Another white cloud,
High as its nearby neighbors:
Top of Mount Rainier