Monday, April 30, 2012

MIGHT HAVE BEEN

photo by PSC / 2011


Might Have Been

For a few bittersweet
subconscious seconds
(between asleep and awake)
solitary butterfly senses
its own cocooned soul
within two (too) human
beings, cleaved
then the dream
fades...

 

Saturday, April 28, 2012

UN-AMUSING KARMA


photo by PSC

Un-amusing Karma


When Housework calls
I cover my ears (her nagging
annoys me
I’d rather
not hear), but
when I attempt
to summon my muse
and she seems to refuse
to harken my call
then I wonder 
if (likewise)
she
disregards
me



Friday, April 27, 2012

THE TROUBLE IS THIS POEM


The Trouble is …This Poem


It isn’t going to write itself --
and apparently neither am I
(I left it alone, by itself, all day
and it didn’t even try! )

I told it April’s hanging on
another day or three.
(It doesn’t seem to care a bit,
as you can plainly see)

It has no true ambition –
and its rhyme is rather poor.
It doesn’t really seem to care
just what’s a meta- for.

Poetic license has expired --
(it never paid its dues)
It’s obvious to me
it’s been abandoned by the muse!

The problem is:  it wants my help
but my mind’s in disarray
(It’s probably that glass -- or two --
of lovely Cabernet)

The trouble is… this poem
needs a total redesign
but, frankly, I don’t give a damn
and therefore, I decline

Now, you can call me Scarlet
(yes, O’Hara) – that’s ok
‘cause after all, tomorrow
(really!) is another day 

Description
English: Film poster for Gone with the Wind. The public domain status of the poster is confirmed by court decision, although limitations may apply.
Date 1939
Source http://www.doctormacro.com/Movie%20Summaries/G/Gone%20With%20the%20Wind.htm
Author Employee(s) of MGM
Permission
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Thursday, April 26, 2012

DO MALLARDS MOURN?

photos by PSC / 2011

So well camouflaged she was,
both of us spooked
when I wandered
too close to her nest

startled squawk, feathers flash,
unwieldy waddle, splash, mad paddle
she giving me a piece of her mind
for the unwelcome disturbance
my apologies, too late to appease 

Intruder now, I take advantage --
opportunity to capture some pictures
too good to pass up -- so I snap a few
photos of her progeny to be

could only estimate their numbers
from afar (ten, perhaps?) as they were so
tightly stacked, and I wanting only to
assure mama of my not unkind intentions

Imagining a photo journal, sequencing  
progression from fluff to flight,
ensuing visits, my approach more cautious
I keep my distance, she maintains her vigil,
a prudent peacekeeping, until  

days after, I find nest abandoned, 
eggs destroyed, vandalized;
a year later, I’m incapable, still,
of passing there without pause,

I wonder what happened to her
Did she make another nest? 
Lay another brood?
Does she mourn them still?

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

SWIMMING WITH THE SHARKS


PUBLIC DOMAIN PHOTO - Shark Silhouette in the Maldives
Author - TANAKA Juuyoh (田中十洋) / / 29 October 2003
This file is licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution 2.0 Generic license.

Swimming with the Sharks

“Come on in”, he said,
“the water’s fine”, so in she dove
(sans hesitation or life jacket)

She aspired for grace
(he was set for speed)

and it wasn’t long
before it became clear
she was in over her head
and sinking fast


YOUR SAFE RETURN


Photos by PSC

Every day you
leave
I wear a brave face

while I worry (so much
anger, envy, hatred
wanders this crazy world
awaiting the unwary)

Your safe return
is everything
to me



Monday, April 23, 2012

SOMNAMBULIST


Somnambulist

I awaken slowly
(a dream?)
confused, puzzling
(a nightmare?)
where I am
(or merely a metaphor?)
roller-skating on cobblestones