Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Until

until the
moon brought silver light
to the yard

Monday, June 29, 2009

On Current Events

"What is Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba, that he would weep for her?"

William Shakespeare; Hamlet.

her face

the blackness
of wintertime night
hid her face


Friday, June 26, 2009

Bourbon


from my glass
the tinkle of ice
and Bourbon

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Chanel


Her soft lips
brush against my cheek,
the smell of Chanel

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

At twilight


At twilight
rain began to fall
on the hills.




Monday, June 22, 2009

In she walks


In she walks
at quarter past nine,
late again.

Her red dress
in the right places
Oh so tight.

on her lips
a lit cigarette
and a smile

She orders
a Scotch on the rocks,
nothing more.

Her soft voice
the music of the spheres
to my ears

Friday, June 19, 2009

She


She orders
a Scotch on the rocks,
nothing more.

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Clouds


Cold grey clouds
cover the valley,
L.A. June

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Her voice


Her soft voice
the music of the spheres
to my ears

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Red


Her red dress
in the right places
Oh so tight.

Monday, June 15, 2009

Her Lips


On her lips
a lit cigarette
and a smile