Hope Floats

Hope floats

Over North Bridge Street

A'crest on an unseen stream;

Black

Like a plastic bag

But less restless.


Still dark bent adrift

It hovered over my head that night

Pondering its business

Like an unforeseen scream

Silently lurking

Ready to rumble.

A ripple

Made it teeter

And veer off-course

To ponder

Someone

Else.

Untitled Poem for November

I heard the bell ring
about 1AM
on Monday
how dare you? how could you
you
you
you?

My shattered coast provides no defense
pummeled
raw
and endlessly hopeful;

bleeding quietly
life trickles away
a thin red line
looping the loop
defying death
goggled blondes
turned upside-down

it's very subtle
the Continental
because it does what you want it to do

Geisha
Continental
Kowtow
Now

Low and behold
there you are/...

I've missed you!!

November

Look everyone
A little slipper of a moon
Hanging coyly over Tappan Park
Flirting slyly behind a fan of inky black trees
Blowing you a kiss.

A crimson maple
Blushes
To think that I am infatuated

As the brisk wind wraps its fingers
In both our hair.
It snarls at the sound;
Metal fingers grate asphalt pates
Blustery
Yellow
Slick like spit.
A feathery fabric flies high
In its billowing embrace.
Leaves.
Ignoble glyphs
Alone.
Long for your return.

Alas.

Winter approaches.

Note 1 Dream Poem

Pages turn

Leaves

Brown

Pale

Crisp

Remarkable trade

You'd never believe

The story behind the story

The pain behind the pain

Your pain behind the Purim spiel

Your pain like Job's

Prodding

Probing

Pruning

Previous

Precious

Promote a life

By amputating a limb

The pain

The loss

Buzz

Of a lost limb

Looms large

Against the pastel shaded sky



Invincible



Your teeth on my neck

Pushing back

Hard

Hot Breathe

Neth

Among the lost lost souls

Dream of me

Dear one

As I do of you

You

Lyric head

Homestead

Boy named Fred

Has made my heart flutter

On wings

Anxious

To love again

Without



Clauses

Or Homesteads

Or suppositions

To whit

Too witty

To maintain

For prolonged periods,



Baby I need you

Baby imma want you

Baby baby baby baby baby baby baby baby baby baby



It sounds a bit foreign

Chaconne ausson gout

A firm arm at the back of your spine

Dips

Your back into a short hard whiplash

Snap



Kiss me Hardy

Hardy

Now.

At Lake Champlain (10/26/10)

They took off their shoes and socks
And waded in
To say farewell
And send you off
Into a perfect symbiosis of body and spirit
Which someone caught on camera,
Your blue bright blazing aura
Rising
Upward
Released.

You wonder how it could be you lost your feet?
Nerve ends burnt icy blue;
Electric eels of envy
Tickle your toes.

A tree behind me
Cradles my head
Like your hands.
Lean back,
Deep drag
And exhale.
I take you in
With baited breathe.

Do not leave the dance floor yet please.
Let's jitter and jive one last time
Swing our hips
Bossa Nova regal
Strut strut.
Your summer print dress speckled with daisies
Spins
And spins
And spins.

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