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Closed lips hiding behind darkness
death fresh like the last rain
finding salvation in a new language
no guilt no anger no regrets
today my seventy first birthday in the mountains
breakfast and the tart sweetness of fresh raspberries
fragrance of the new rose
looking at her wondering if love is blind.
the rumbling before the storm
twisted poetry of Ginsberg howlin and Pollack dripping
the jazz stylings of Farlenghetti
on the road again with Kerouac
painting writing loving
Dylan's the times they are a changin
Beatles and yesterday
memories some vivid some hazy
the first train and the lower birth with my mother
before she died
being Jackie Robinson diving for a ground ball
desired street car in Vancouver
leaving home for Montreal, then New York and the village
Haight Ashbury
a mystic swimming in the space of time.
............Read Write Poem prompt #86
14 comments:
Hi Wayne,
I enjoyed this, especially the line "death fresh like the last rain", - beautiful words.
What a photo!
Loved that.
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I detect a big whiff of freedom here.Sounds as if you've had a lot of fun.Street car named desire in Vancouver? Surreal.Like the
Pollock inspired painting.
Wayne, I really like the way you take on this journey. Great job.
What a trip Wayne..is it really your birthday? Happy birthday great guy.
Thanks Irene...yup wrote poem on Aug 6...my birthday
Belated Bday. Very nice poem
My, my, you have been around the horn. I find many similarities in my life with yours. Thanks for the hitched ride. I enjoyed your company and your poem. Happy BD! I'll have a mojito in celebration and listen to a little Coltrane. - DH
Wayne, this is beautiful. I think it's my favorite...
(and Aug 6 is my mom's birthday, too! I hope you had a happy one!)
Nice job, Wayne. This seems to be a mosaic of you.
hello wayne...the times they are a changing...what a lovely ride...life is truly and adventure to be experienced...the format of space inbetween each line gave an opportunity for the reader to indulge in each scene that was spoken...beautiful...ah a mystic swimming...the backstroke possibly??!!
swimming....."the backstroke possibly" dam i really like that...YOU GOT IT RIGHT...
For some reason, the effect of the listing style here makes me think of a kaleidoscope, of looking through it and seeing your memories in color: each image vibrant in itself, and all forming a captivating pattern. ;) Happy belated birthday. Cheers.
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