Berkeley Shade of Winter

Mostly Cloudy

and cool

Fog Holler

playing on Shattuck

in downtown Berkeley

The Winter sun

House on Blake street

Authentic Bluegrass

musicians from Hawaii

home of steel pedal guitar

Must seem cold here

note the fingerless

fingering gloves

Winter house

not clearly visible

in the leafy months

 of the year

Both were very talented

but the banjo player was the star

His rather prominent skull

with thin surface topology

He looks blue and lonesome

plaintive and tragic

deep river blues

Woodstock is still playing

at the Pacific Film drive-in

Starving Artist guitar shop

Berkeley is a guitar town

Banjo a wagon wheel

 a steam boat wheel

The guitar can be anything

Sometimes you just have to,

row, row, row your boat

on old man river,

But that's a different genre

slower but not sadder

 We were having light rain,

Scant snow in the mountains

all the rain we can get

The sun plows across

a dark embankment








2.
Mostly Sunny
and Mild



Rule by vintage Fiat

Some folks have to make

a home out in the wind

Remarkable
hair colors
mais non au naturel

 Low-slung birdhouse
front yards of another
part of town



Looking under the skirt
of a tremendous redwood
on Grant

Kids around here
like their toys
to be weird

The quills have eyes


Uncloudy Day
Mildness

Wall of Peace tile
in re-opened
Civic Center park

Berkeley is a center
of back to the land
primitive socialism

Ironic isn't it
The joke's on both
of us

Lifestyles based on
the Romantic West
persist even today

Arrayed under
 the inspiration
of tall old trees

After thought

Not happy about the new

BART cattle cars,

More doors fewer seats

and hard ones at that

Standing room begins early

amid skinhead biker mayhem

last week in January 2018

EROS Police Equipment (mail art)

28 January 2018

The Event Horizon (mail art)

 

 

 

 

 

January 2018

 

 

 

Lakeside Palms

Actually

another garden palm

en route

An oasis in Oakland

one can't help but call it

Crossing water

that only the righteous

may follow

Watching out

for my sudden

 phone-cam focus

One's ancient self surfaces

Cold nights

wrinkled its edges

Death in the garden

 life everywhere

My contemplation

my meditations

my prayers

withstand

even life's end

Individual profile

of notable palms

Some  feel a need

to scratch letters into trees

How gauche

What ?

there's lots of Rays

A primitive face

a tiki

A total environment

I see animistic

Arcimbaldo figures

all around

Putting out

date filiments

 A profundity of palms

a state of peace

Light diminishes

the day falls away

A venerable place

Now we must go

past the fountains

at the entrance to

 the passage of the palms

Bye-bye

We must fly

bye-bye,

 bye-bye

November-December 2017