George Washington
He won our freedom
- first elected president
but the dude owned slaves!
during which I post poems and matter about poems whether it matters or not
George Washington
He won our freedom
- first elected president
but the dude owned slaves!
Cubist Alter Piece
Galloping scientists clip clop to Fagioli
to escape ghastly Gallic garlic gastronomy
a light what-doing of un-things
what-done
Say you would freezeframe like a comic
coyote
that you might break free from routine
thinking
and certain miserly moments mimed
by monotonists
When gackling outside seaside circumambient
gulls
ungallantly gag on begrudging un-swallowed
gravel
take a beat to ask yourself twice what
year it is
Them fenceposts fly past like time
tunnel hoops
as you employ kempt crisis
management fundamentals
gleefully grasping at things bypassing
unknown
Seen wearing gorilla garlands, contestants
gabble
overland in high speed 360 degree transit
globes
as gleeful gadabout whataboutits
say this phrase:
Galloping scientists clip clop to Fagioli
to escape ghastly gallic garlic gastronomy
a light what-doing of un-things
what-done
Occam’s Lawn Mower
never take the
path
of least
resistance just to
gain the
upper hand
Hiking Break, Chilkoot Trail
bare feet, ice cold stream
wiggling my toes in outback
wilderness magic
New Jersey Nocturne
fingers streaming light
asleep in a slow dream’s wake
in rows of moonbeams
evening prelude
perfumed air drifts by
moonlit-hazed conversation
women sip white wine
Thank you very much
King of rock and roll
King sell-out of cinema
Died on his toilet