Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Buk time...thanks to Paul Shelasky

Recently I ran across an excellent blog and not only was I inspired by the photographs it reminded me of how much I love today I'm posting a poem by Charles Bukowski. I'm off to Florida this back soon!

photo©Rhonda Prince

 Straight up and down
and then maybe sidewise
for a while
and have your guts
scrambled by a
and the demonic
you've got to run
along the edge of
you've got to starve
like a winter
you've go to live
with the imbecility
of at least a dozen
then maybe
you might know
where you are
for a tiny
moment."  - Charles Bukowski

Monday, May 3, 2010

under his wing

The man she used to love
stood outside her window
offering tea and oranges.
 He wrote a message
on the back of a maple leaf
ripping it from the tree
and letting the wind take
It from his fingers.
The same message was
written in braille on his
wrist and all she had to
do was take his hand
and touch the words
with her fingertips.
Instead she let her hand
rest on the smooth
bodhi seeds and glide
past the turquoise bead.
She felt the words enter her
heart and  take hold
growing wings and flying
out of her chest…out of the window…
past the man she used to love
and finally soaring up toward
grey clouds and
disappearing forever.

Saturday, May 1, 2010

Bittersweet Symphony

One of my favorite photographers has a permanent exhibit on 591... yeah!