Visions of April: Poems and Pictures

Why Child

I draw a storm of letters,

Tangled in spider silk,

buzzing winged things

flutter.

Vibrations multiplied

fingers on strings

stutter.

I roll a bowl of noise

between the frames,

birds of different feathers

flock

swoop the bees

shock

the trees,

dive into this 

garden of pie.

Still I am waiting

for a child with a why

and a slowly smacking 

sun.

Hunkered Junko

He sits puffed

Perched on a twiggy tree

turning a wary eye

on my camera and me

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Tahoma

The pale sleeper 

hovers on the horizon

The earth mother 

feeds her with molten blood

Through umbilical tubes

A day will come

when she will rise and throw off her white cover

with the sound of thunder.

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More April Poems: Untitled

April 3

Black birds red shoulders

Blaze on blue across green

shrilling the sound red

over the shaded water.

April 4

Again the last years dead

stand out darkly

against the green spreading wings 

April 5

The world’s smallest violin was playing

when you handed my ring

back to me

two fingertips rubbing silently

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The First Two Poems of April

Fluid I

I Go quietly,

The earth is not my home.

inside my skin and bones

works of copper plate

resonate 

patterned frequencies.

Gears click and grind.

I float downstream

knobby feet to the sun

tiny hands of water 

pass me along 

unconnected only loosely bound

in chaos as blood pumping

whispers in soft puffs 

blown through a straw.

 

Fluid II

I think about a bowl

and those who wish

inside

eyes closed.

It hovers

a gyroscopic blur

accelerating into vapor

clouds form and cool in stretched 

orbital rings swelling into planetary bubbles

whirling down a spiral funnel 

spinning, compressed

into a nameless solution

flowing into lungs

breathing.

 

 

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Playing with Zoom

I took my new zoomier camera outside yesterday and continued practicing and experimenting. I can’t believe how much the landscape has changed in the last 3 weeks, so much green and leafy going on. 

I was trying to get a few shots of the robins in the park, when I saw a man looking at me with curiosity. I could see the robins in my camera clearly but it took his eyes a little longer to sort them out.

“I was just looking at you taking pictures of grass. Then I saw the birds.”

I told him that if he knew me better he would think that was more of 50/50 chance grass or birds, but I was after the birds trying to get them to stay in the frame long enough to capture them. Zoom is easy to use on stationary objects, but finding a subject when it has moved out of frame takes a lot of practice. I like how the zoom flattens objects and background and shifts the color. In a couple of the reflection images, I did very little to manipulate on the computer, and yet they have a very abstract expressionist feel to them. I am still looking for an interesting sky with some clouds to see how the new camera handles that. I am always looking for an interesting sky, or grass, or birds, or a black and white sign with words and a symbol of a bicycle. 

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Spring Sky

Moon in the Tree

the storm passes

On the edges of

The evening sky

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