[tis the season….] ~ Another five inches, Snow falling down. One bird is singing, One bird, around. The screens of a porch Clad dandruff-white stuff, Hanging and clinging The singing gets rough, When then comes another, The other lets up. Two birds, two birds, Now two birds are heard. And then somewhat later The Blackbirds […] Continue reading
~ And then, you would call when no one at all would least of all expect it. And again, complain – again, the same – The same old feeling, of discomfit. How life is so bad, and how you’re so sad, but there’s nothing to be […] Continue reading
~ So different this New Man, The Blue Man, These Dragoons of Kearny. I see him – But he, He doesn’t see me! A New Man, This Blue Man, Pale-faced as white sand, A fraction of men, Sent here by Kearny. A Blue van Of New Men, The Blue Man new army. He comes at a […] Continue reading
New Year’s Day Black Carrion birds encircle the sky, in search for the dying or dead. A lone little squirrel scampers right by – A whole ‘nother world lies ahead. Last year’s leaves still cling to the vine, they rustle and rattle in wind. An old man clings to the end of a line, the […] Continue reading
Out in the West, no, not the Far West, the Southwest of New Mexico; you walk in a bar, and the faces light up. You’ve one to two seconds to go.
I hate to leave but have to go there’s no way of getting around it
July gets hot deep in the south where water moc casin and cotton mouth slink pink lemonade in white tees & shorts pushing a trade when not in a court my god! all the fortunes they all must have made sharks? not sharks no need in the south for water moc casins and cotton mouths. […] Continue reading
the lawn looks lovely lovely and wet a valley bucolic comelier yet everything lovely as further you get as then when much closer you get what you vet ©2015, Marvin Welborn 28 July 2015
…. The puppy of Hooville pees where he must! While two Robins fight for the very same bush. A man walks his Bulldog, he’s taking it home; Where there, the dog buries a well hidden bone. A lady of genteel lives all alone, She Lives off a trust, a family capstone. She hires the young […] Continue reading
~ A silence abounds, when we make our rounds, my two dogs and I on our walks. There are houses with spouses, singles, and what-nots. They don’t wave, they won’t smile, nor talk. This silence astounds on these daily done rounds, it’s the sounds of a safe distance silence. Some cut-level looks, non-verbal […] Continue reading
it’s raining again time marches on ~ remembering rain along with a song ~ they sound both the same though both are long gone ~ combing through content contained in a song with the rain with a name but the moment is gone ~ moment by moment the moment hangs on seemingly real ‘til time […] Continue reading
I mis-read the caption and thought it said waste and posted on facebook why drink it when really it said why water tastes bad when left to stand overnight was I wrong or right ©2015, Marvin Welborn 24 July 2015
~ There is in this Flower – The Flower of Youth! Good for an Hour – One Hour of Truth. Then, Done! with all Laughter, Gone! in Disaster, One Hour thereafter, An Hour, forsooth! Deflowering follows An Hour of Truth, And all those who follow […] Continue reading
One day, mid-day, maybe noon, not before, there came a loud crashing and thrashing at door. I was resting from reading an old poem of Poe’s, and I’d just laid back when I started to doze. The noise now awoke me, and my senses still slow, a flutter then flapping, would stop and then go. […] Continue reading
~ Sometimes I go out, my fly, wide open; most times, I won’t catch it, at all! ~ perhaps, it’s a stretch of old imagination, or hoping, it’s a Freudian Slip – not Fall. ~ But aging is different, by old and tired bodies; raging Young archetypes spring forth and then fall. ~ And a […] Continue reading
Tink's ChapBlog ~ Tales of the Tribe. Mythopoeic Verse 