Sunday, December 27, 2009

What are you doing here? I guess you could say I’m just answering my own questions

What are you doing here?
I guess you could say I’m just answering my own questions


Answering my own Questions

It’s a great grand proof
that there’s no mere puffery
in birth’s miracle

For two days after
numbers of happy births
of babies births and saviors


I have been watching
squirrels,
and the ends of things



Yum, the sand honey (((a winter morning in Minnesota – sponsored by white)))

crinkled and crisped


the big jays were sliding
off the feeders
like overweight ice cream cones

Plop on to the side walk

and the chickadees greased
inside there green
butter cages for protected
squirrel flapjacks

It was too cold for this
pre frozen banquet
but I couldn’t help sitting there

watching the winter feast

wondering how many calories
there might be in a dead man’s
breakfast

Friday, December 11, 2009

BABYLONIAN

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