Autumn becomes us
At 5:00 on Friday evening
the radio stated:
the holidays begin now,
Who am I to disagree
1.
Saturday
Café on Broadway
happy Saturday
going by
Tic-Tack-Toe sky
and new mural drive by
Geometrical ciphers
I'll take center square
to win
Picturesque Oakland
The latest mural
through a rain-stained
window
The money shot
a clean section of glass
post-modernized by
a window decal
Back in my old neighborhood
window-shopping
Mary Poppins style
There's that poodle shirt I like
Celtic music on the radio
The Thistle and Shamrock
soul-satisfying in the Fall
Mellow skies
after an early sunset
a dreamy evening's journey
through the dark of night
2.
Sunday morning
It's just some streets you crossed
not so long ago
I'm out early to get a bottle
of holiday spirits before
the hoards showed up,
lots of others had the same idea
Refractions
in an autumn morning
A saint may be lurking
he knows when you're sleeping
No not these
"noir-vember"
lawyers
Morning, morning
here comes Nicholas
The streets retreat
from the night's
delirium
A frame for the
instinctual
sur-rational
The window
illuminates
my study
The fish of the sea
Put on their Winter coats
warm coloration
for the mutating sea
Water
water
cool clear water
and some glass to contain it
A whole world
may be discerned
therein
Classic
Project XO
installation
Wonder if I could be
accused of illegal dumping
be arrested for art
That's why
I never leave home
With gloves
a hand-painted umbrella
and a Public Defender
Elevator to the Port
Like a reckoning
when the doors open
I work outdoors
The mists of November
the veil of Maya
The whole world
in his hands
Fountains
turn me on
Show-off cars
amuse me
A McClaren
A spooky tooth
19 November 2017
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