CELEBRATION

napowrimo#10..celebrating..friends....napowrimo April 2010


CELEBRATION

celebrating triumph of human imaginations
amidst pitfalls and calamities
writing every day with linguistic excitement
mystery and emotion
thirty day marathon of the creative mind
sometimes evily subversive
a slow process of subtraction one cell at a time
Howling Wolf blues with Ginsberg
like wounded animals fading into a cloak of gentleness
eating lemon chiffon cake
dancing to a gypsy guitarist under a sky of tangarine dreams
and whiskey in heaven
family of poets feeling good feeling bad
writing poetry
celebrating

WATTLE AND DOUB

napowrimo#9...using 12 prompt words (in red)...words from old poem that did not pan out (IN CAPITALS)...something that tastes terrible and sound that makes me happy.



WATTLE AND DOUB

it was shabby chic
somewhere along Queen Street
winter 1967
looking for a massage parlor
or a jug of Johnny Walker
a neon sign flickered
Wattle and Doub
or was it Doubt
I limped in anyways
DOWN SOME WOODEN STAIRS
drunk
knotted muscles hurting
on bruise control
tripping
on some slimy octopus
entering some fringe festival of poets
Becky Strum writing thoughts of you
in her scholarly tome
Ginsberg with his jar of Johnny Walker
Kerouac with his pail of soup
we started to party
it was all good
except the horific swamp soup
so we danced all nite
sweet jazz
to Moe Kaufmann's Swinging Shepherd Blues
clearing the track for Eddie Shack


.....NOTE....Eddie "clear the track" Shack played for 1967 Leafs...his last year in Toronto and the LAST time LEAFS won Stanley Cup

LOVERS NEVER GET OLD

napowrimo#8...about lovers



LOVERS NEVER GET OLD

older
no focus
no mission
staring at each other
forgetting ourselves
who we are
who we were
unable to get off our chair
tears running down our cheeks
our inner being
never to be concealed
still in love

BEAUTIFUL NUN

napowrimo#7...a tanka about humor of love...or something



BEAUTIFUL NUN

shaved head
falling out of her robe
walking towards me
naked exceptionally beautiful
who doesn't desire me

HORIZONS

napowrimo#6 is inspired by my paintings


HORIZONS

my paintings explore the sacredness of place
influenced by serene prairie landscape
with the horizon a theme or metaphor
a point of stillness
reflecting back both top and bottom
some balanced energy
inviting more than describing
a tight sliver of line
where the sky meets the land
sometimes calm sometimes restless
an interplay between inner being
and physical outside world
the magnetic interval between these worlds
creating tension
between light and space
a placelessness between
the spiritual and material reality
always there

NELSON SMALL LEGS JR.

last nite I was lost in a film
a documentary
Nelson Small Legs Jr.
a martyr for his cause
residential schools
Mackenzie pipeline
abuse
native friends
dead drunk on cheap wine
shooting junk
staring at prison walls
searching for sunlight
new horizons

it is better to be sweating
in some sweat lodge
sauna near the creek
in the green forest
listening to the ravens
pow wow singing
chicken dancing
smoking peace pipes
with elders
carving better pictures
staring at cedar walls
beside the bouquet of love
with their horizons

LOOKING

napowrimo#4...using prompt inside out


LOOKING

when young I went out looking
for that elusive guitar
leaving but not knowing
of who I was
looking for the preacher outside
not seeing the spirit inside
just another suitcase
full of baggage
burning landslides
other points of view
when young looking to the outside
you belong to someone
now older looking inside
still looking for answers
belonging to me