BE BOP DROP
SOCK HOP STOP
TOP COP COPS
NEAR BEER QUEER
FIST HITS TEAR
PUMP HUMP DUMP
TRIP STUMP BUMP
FACE FULL FEAR
MILES GETZ CHET
HYPE HIP HOP
MONK FUNK PUNK
BIRD DIZ BOP
"NIGHT TRAIN DREAM"
On the train in motion
leaving the station
on a saxophone of rails
my engineer is a woman
boundless, soaring , kind
Out there, the Graffiti Ghosts
leave rusty antlers
and blood on the bricks in black
Iron rail cruisers
with Tokay's gargled breath
understand that the stars
are the beacons
of the wailing darkened heats
Go away you heartless
Dwell in the wild hunter camps
"ZEN TRAIN"
Dissolution in the white boughs
part trees and clouds
The last snow of winter
Slow train moving
in the southern Oregon hills
Dark tunnel self-portraits
on the windows of night
A gaze fog white peace
In our Zen Train
earth green returns
like an
elegy to a far place
"ICE WIND"
Climbing on ice tops and rock heights
on a weathered color dome
in a cloud home
My mind is rescued from oblivion
In the avalanche
I live in the ice wind
I am lost in a snowdrift
I call to you
You come to my
cold snow cave
Your white
rose lips
touch
mine
As
we dance
the
snowdrift dances
"WINTER SOLSTICE"
We are apart again. My dreams are the
furthest from the Sun. In the longest of nights
my solitude whispers at your shadow on the moon.
My spirit path sees a gesture of you in the fire.
My focus of you is a love so clear.