moonchild
The Flaneur walks forward
and looks back
The week began with Saint Valentine's Day
Always makes me nostalgic
For the good old days
Nowadays
It's an endless war on terror
A daily grind keeping the homeland safe
Let's pull up a chair
We'll play old-fashioned love songs
2.
Monday was Dead Presidents' day
Sweet and balmy weather indeed
For want of better way to spend it
I was down by the water of course
The absence of beeping and banging at the Port
Was welcome but so were the noisy trains
As I sat and dreamed away an afternoon
A fair crowd collected
for the Ferry to San Francisco
Here it comes
Under the radiant sunlight
Naturally there's an inclination to join them,
I tend to prefer the "off" days to the busy holidays
Happy to be where I am
A pleasure boat pulls in
Flying an unusual flag,
Old Glory with rainbow stripes,
When I think about how I had to fight
For every red-white-and-blue patch on my ass,
Today's butt pirates get a free ride
It's plum blossom time
A real sidewalk scene,
Encephalopod's are out
Flowering
Outside the matte black night club of infamy
Fish Kunst erupts
3.
Spooky defrocked church with pagan symbol
Midnight walk
Between the rain storms
Thursday night past,
Lightning struck itself
4.
Friday nighty din din
A California tajine
with tofu and whole wheat cous cous,
I make a hot meal every evening,
Everything come out my kitchen very good
Pepper sauce and fresh garlic
mandatory
My Bizarre Valentine,
shortbread cookies
5.
Saturday
A day of aesthetic pursuit
After a timely visit to my herbal provender
I felt the glory of a lovely day walking
.
Down through campus
This torguing tree attracted my eye
The creek runs just by
At times it's hard to avoid the perception
That our way of life
has doom written all over it
The sensual thrill of it all
hasn't yet gone
A color wheel of sound and heat
By week's end
the full moon
February 2016
