Friday, November 17, 2017

Cloud Hunting









Classical torso
over Lakeside Park



A great tectonic shift in the skies
cloud geology comes forward
a sparkling day of white leviathans

Leave home
via 9th Street
Colorful jackets
demented poodle t-shirts
a paranoid shopper
all the latest style






Talisman
of the outdoor world
relieve the anguish
of an indoor life


The Chinese matron
with her jeweler's glass
drives a hard bargain






Totem pole in the park
by the neglected nature center
The Pacific Northwest
starts here







Vast cloud armada
heading East
this land needs moisture








Dig the panorama



The earth, the animals
the atmosphere
the rocky mountains
America
is an Indian thing






A vulpine cloud
 in continual
metamorphosis













Thirteen snowy egrets
and one black coot
They all know me
my slow movements are
acceptable to bird life






Around every corner
clouds await









And the clouds
are nothing
if not omnipresent

Christmas wreath
is already up
probably owned
by a phantom plutocrat
who's never here



Mind clouds
at the Mountains of Madness









A parlour of ink





Slanting sun welcomes
the virginal marks
blinding them with
pseudo-science





Grooving is easy
change is going to come






None for me thanks
I'm saving mine for
a beige lampshade





The promise is to transfer
the phantasmagoria
on to your skin







Evening came swiftly
the clouds were now lurking
seeking me out
where I live



 
9 November 2017


 



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