Friday
16May2008
Blue Water Boy
Friday, May 16, 2008 at 08:24PM pinion
juniper
our cousin- copal
the bead between my teethe
we are smoke on the dried river
tins cans there now
huff town u.s.a
a shame
a hidden something
tossed warrior
a go away girl
a not so long girl
a there, not there girl
interstate 8 drives us straight into the pacific
118° delirious heat
our hair is on fire in my old Ford pickup
saguaro cactus, Grandfather
can i stay?
sleep in your purple world
do i have to go?
juniper carrying boy
blue water boy
smiling too much boy
comes along for the ride
to fall in
to fall out of love
be the jackrabbit
be the small fox
your corn pollen has washed away the shadow ones
i am sure of it
feel Good
feel God
listen
who knows you
when there is sand in the river
calamus
osha
paccoon
calls us back home
going going
we are the hidden streams
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Reader Comments (8)
hidden stream.. now - so small
makes it easier to hide/disappear in our dreams.. ;)
nice write.. but as usual very complex :P:P
//hidden stream.. now - so small//
or //we are the hidden streams//
i changed it, not because of your comment, but because i wasn't done with it in the first place.
i dislike the term //small// in this piece, though i know what it is i am feeling, i have no words to name this, so i just removed it ;)
thank you dear for visiting today.. have a great weekend!
must have read this one 12 times already
often i have so many questions about your words.
but some things are better this way, a mystery.
again, thankyou
ello! anybody home?! =D
Words and worlds surrounded by so many... unsayable imponderables, inside exhalating air-words bubbles,
... that's astoundingshly cool and hot, just in-the-same-proportions- then...
silence.
That's it. Easy to do. you can' t read it. Don't !!!.
Super (b) as usual !!
You are eating my chess, braking through the tiny space between my ears, gray and white substance blooding away.
Lady, How you dare ??!!
how beautiful
this stream
thank you for being here, thank you for being.