“July Poem”

I don’t claim to be a poet. These are merely copies of creations on my refrigerator (thanks to Magnetic Poetry) as I awaited the oven to preheat, water to boil, casseroles to bake, or eggs to set. Although I may have accidentally burned a few things, the results (the lines, that is) often spurred interesting discussions or translations allowing us to forget about the burned meatloaf.

peach juice sweats from the moon
as a symphony of shadows play
music to languid winter feet
and delirious girls with sad whispers

under a black rose
raw urges beat rust from the blue car
yet love is the only drive
behind true moments of a day

rain pounds frantic men with delicate language
they stare
but need vision and dreams
for two ships in a sea of sordid bareness
please no woman
nor luscious gardens sweet as a thousand drunk summers

these repulsive iron chains manipulate
my TV
as if someone is watching
through the ugly picture of a bitter chocolate sky
there he will shake the beauty away as wind
cries after cool weak diamond storms

we moan
we sleep
by lazy forest fingers
beneath lather light honey and blood red milk
our gorgeous power is not what is essential
all smoothly incubated
so her chant will soar

i love you like always never
some do lust
she wants mostly to tell of purple mist
after it felt fastly about
in an enormous life elaborated & read as you would a mad fiddle

hot tiny floods lie still
in their death
the lake must swim by
you put water in my bed
let it rip

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Published:: July 12, 1997 / 8:36 am

Category:: Poetry of the magnetic kind

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“If I’m not painting, I’m typing.”

I began writing to combat creative block. It worked. What started as morning journals later developed into a secondary means of self-expression. Most of these selected writings were inspired by some event (usually humorous) during our travels abroad. Most are taken from emails I sent out frequently to a small audience (or, “fan base”, as I like to think.) These were not intended to be “serious” works; most were intended as a sort of log of our “adventures” and a means of keeping up with friends and family.

Many of these entries fall off the WordPress map as they go back a little further in time. I posted them with their original dates when I re-posted to WordPress, so they will not all show up in the archives’ listings but if you browse the categories, they are linkable by topic.

You may wonder about the frequent reference to the name, ‘Griswald’; this is the name Vicky & I jokingly gave ourselves as sort of ambassadors representing the notion of bumbling, culturally devoid, fashionly clueless, Americans in a foreign country.

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