even a teacher a poet a photographer (an) entity of landscapes explorer father / writer collaborator / musician himself (a) dog, unknown; a songwriter
a dada cut-up poem for #ds106 Daily Create
even a teacher a poet a photographer (an) entity of landscapes explorer father / writer collaborator / musician himself (a) dog, unknown; a songwriter
a dada cut-up poem for #ds106 Daily Create
Deception, then: this morning's quiet is anything but, as I listen more closely, to hear:
the high frequency hum of the fridge the punctuated sound of the sump pump the whooshing of dehumidifier, cycling on/off the singing of birds through an open window the long sigh of the dog stretching on the couch the lone car, decelerating, a voice on radio the daily newspaper landing on driveway
I sit, sip and write
for #DS106 Daily Create
Inked words stumble on the page
What I mean to say is that a poem takes shape different on paper than a screen —
I am forever in revision in the words in-between
for #ds106 Daily Create (handwritten poem) https://flic.kr/p/2rhm1cK
Heaven Help Us: There Are Rivers In The Sky - Signs Of Life - Atmosphere Belonging
Book Spine Poetry for #ds106
Each hand ticking towards destruction never stops, and yet, here we are, people of the world, working towards a common goal: for peace, we must pause the clock
for #DS106 Daily Create
Too dark to see so I ask her, and it's the same answer as nearly every morning until seasonal darkness fades and our eyes can see for ourselves
for #ds106 #DailyCreate
Sound waves, in harmony, accent a melody, a noise, note, tone with a complex vibration and voice, amid the din, the pitch modulates in resonance and sonancy
a thesaurus poem, with “sound” as key word for #ds106 Daily Create
Music plays quiet chord - sharp sounds
for #ds106 — a sestetle
On a long walk through woods, I notice only your natural beauty,
but beneath your dress of wood and rock - your back now bent
from the burdens of time and use; our footprints, the weight of the weary,
long, now, these years, and also, worn down to fragile bone - you sigh the sigh of heavens
Forever in motion, you flow over rocks and ramble, while we, the debris, float with you, following you, trusting you to guide us back home
for #ds106 Daily Create