The lair of the Wizard

the Wizard stalks
and darkly moves
in shadows low
from place to place

searching for
that perfect spot
where he can
watch his
spiders race. . .

February 2002

Serpentii

Strangers
When
We
Meet
In
Strange
Places

Trees

 

joniaux

 

Staring at the horizon

in layered heaps of blue,
and sunsplashed green
the mountains
in side by side procession,
stretch from here
to the ends of the sky,
hues of green
and rocky humps
gradually change
as the sun
seems to paint
from a different palette,
mixing curtains of vapor,
grey clouds and white,
and i become
at one with all things. . .

1987
Camp Albert Pike Arkansas

Star Mangled Banner

my Republican
friends won't like
this drawing,
i guess they
just have to
keep on
looking
the other way.

2006 

Mental rift

1976 

Texas Mystique

Purple armadillo
thing out of mind
lost in a mixup
so hard to find
kinda confused
think womankind
might could be puttin'
my heart in a bind
rode out of Texas
left her behind
East Texas weather
got sorta unkind. . .

October 2006

Man with a wheelbarrow

 

Dueling keyboards

 

Beism

Beism is the philosophy of
thoughtful existence and
conduct of one's life
where the basic tenet is
simply " be and let be".
Beism is not about
changing another person's
thinking or personal beliefs.
A beist will discuss anything with anyone
and knows that disagreement
is the pathway to understanding
but will not converse with one
who becomes disagreeable and angry
because his opinion is questioned
and he has no logical answer.

Zygothacadeus

TIME
SO OFTEN
TELLS . . . 

Gran the knitter

 

TANGIBILITY

placing values
one-by-one

marking time
sun-by-sun

weighing assets
thing-by-thing

grasping tightly
cling-by-cling

you fear tomorrow
day-by-day

and miss the ballgame
play-by-play

1987

The Masque of Quetzalcoatl

the search
for Paradise
might be best
if left for dreams
or solid
unwoke sleep,
where heavy
thoughts might sink
into the mire
of yesterday,
Heavens' just
this daily trek
we live
from sleep to sleep
the miracle
of sight and sound
of touch and taste
and scent of life. . . .

1988
 

What bird is this?

 

Charcoal sketch of Frank Zappa

 

Some grafitti

 

LAPISLAZULITERYX

birds of
a feather
fly together
except when
they have
blown
their tether
to live
beyond restraint. . .


2000 

Bluenude

i love it when
you give to me that
Sunday morning wine
i get so high
i get so moved
its so fine that
Sunday morning wine. . .

when nothing
much matters
when time
is just a moment
and i dive the depths
of your blue eyes
how they shine
when you give me that
Sunday morning wine. . .

1991

Ugly Weather

 

. . as if on widespread wings
i seem to soar and enter
into the depths of blue
where time and self
are held in check
by harmony and
equal pressures
of dark silence
where thought is like
a river plain in full flood
as vast as the cosmos
yet so understandable
that it is peace everlasting. .  

The Age of Happiness

 

Haikus

stones lie quietly
beneath the river's current
touching each other
. . . . .
trees slowly grow buds
the wintercold will retreat
the spring sun will come
. . . . .
the goldfinches depart
their souls love the icy chill
winter is heaven
. . . . .
the tongue of spring licks
her newborn shoots of green grass
with ageless knowledge
. . . . .

Groundhog Day 1992

Mouser

Fat mice
make
milk
for my
kitties 

Chameleon Love

loving the sun with a careful stare,
he crawls through the thorn's
and greenleaves with rosebud scents,
among the trellis shadows
his sacred seeking eye glints
in his visions of his mate,
he mirrors his fame to her
like an honored son
with a flaming red belly and throat;
he dances on a green altar
blossoming his love ,
but his is a tangled world of fear and stealth,
and changing colors,
moods and silent times,
in trembling love of life's
writhing sweetness in tight embrace of lizard love
he wounds his lover with every touch
of his needleteeth and razorclaw. . .
but she loves their life together
as they dwell in the green mansions
of the rose garden

1992

joniaux's wicker rocker

 

The Brobab Building

 

After the bath. . .

i've learned to love
the way you are. . .

i love you close
or from afar. . .

you are the life
i want to be. . .

you are the lock
i am the key. . .

1991 

Man in pith helmet