Around the Block

We go in different directions down the imperturbable street like Joe and Jim after their argument. Joe pounded the imperturbable shooing away crows. Jim crumbled bread tossing it to them.

At the end of the block they both headed north: Joe weighing dark thoughts,  Jim littering the imperturbable with crumbs.  At the end of those blocks they witlessly turned back toward each other.

They bumped into each other outside Jerry’s secret laboratory. Jerry was assembling, with his usual dexterity, a “Teach Em All A Lesson” bomb (details in Chapter 32). As Joe saw Jim, Jerry clicked the final chip into place and rubble buried the street. Joe’s last words were “You again!” Jim was wondering if he had more bread. Those investigating the scene figured Jerry didn’t have enough time to even say “oops”.

No crow with a brain in its head was injured.

Linked to dVerse Prosery where Merril is hosting with a line from Gwendolyn Brooks “We go in different directions down the imperturbable street” from An Aspect of Love, Alive in the Ice and Fire.

Crow

Shades of Gray

The ocean’s gray without its blue
And gray without the people, too.
But I’m not feeling all that gray.
I got through May. I'll go for June.

Linked to Cosmic Photo Challenge where Dale offers the theme of “shades of gray”.

Also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. What’s there to smile about? Well, we’re still here. I got my life reorganized a bit, true, but perhaps that was all for the better. I need to do some housecleaning every once in a while. And this past week it did rain a lot. That made me think of hurricanes and Noah’s Ark until I saw the double rainbow in the east.

Gray Ocean

Rain

Oh how wicked fast these ancient lizards run.
Do they love this rainy weather like I do -
Crash and freaky lightning, rainbow when it’s done?

Seeing makes us pause our steps. Who will go through?
Phone in hand, he waits to let me take some shots.
Off he pounces under plants with water blue.

Linked to dVerse Poetics where Sarah is hosting with the theme of rain.

Also linked to dVerse Meeting the Bar. It is the last hour of the prompt where I am hosting on the theme of tercets.

Rain

Slip

Those whose eyes refuse to see the sunshine will
Not see the moon rise slippery on the waters.
Evenings darken waves on oceans wild or still.

Before that night falls may my fresh eyes see
And not ignore the ancient moon that follows me.

Linked to dVerse Quadrille where Linda Lee Lyberg is hosting with the word “slip”.

Moon Rise

Feel the Heat

Heat on hotter heat and water on my brow
I walk and wonder why I left the condo
sunny, sweaty, ever smiling anyhow.

Linked to Cosmic Photo Prompt where Dale offers the theme of “feel the heat”.

Also linked to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile.

I don’t know if you can feel the heat in these photos, but after a few minutes of an hour walk, I felt it. This Thursday I am featuring tercets, especially like those Dante wrote for the Divine Comedy, but when I found out how difficult these were having not only 3 metered lines that rhymed but with no more nor less than 33 syllables for each tercet, I wondered if I could write one. Feeling the heat suddenly the above poem popped out. And I smiled (with relief and gratitude).

Flooded Golf Course

Broadway

Those boxed rectangles with bland colors offer some differentiation but that’s not enough.  The white is what’s important not what steps on it to stand out.

Unless those squares let white show through, there’s nothing they can do except to blandly block the view.

But then I heard and understood.  It’s not those ghostly squares.  They’re the victims.  It’s that deathly white itself, the very stuff I thought was pure. I almost didn’t see it.  Now I do, burying, as if it could, the light that would shine through.

     
            Empty restaurants
     Birds will nest in time for spring
          Water flows and falls

Linked to dVerse Haibun Monday. Kim Russell is hosting with the theme of Piet Mondrian’s ‘Broadway Boogie Woogie’.

New York City from the Empire State Building

Geometric Shapes

So many geometric shapes!
I toss the ones that will not do.
I take the lighter ones with smiles
And these I set in upright piles
As markers for my trail to you.

Linked to Cosmic Photo Challenge where Dale offers the theme of “geometric shapes”.

Linked also to Trent P. McDonald’s The Weekly Smile. I have long realized that when my poems get shorter and shorter they become more like nursery rhymes. This past week that realization made me smile all the more.

Tiles
Tiles