Electric Lady

Blue Electric Lady 2008

Ain no good

standin' on the corner
just waitin' on a thing
in my ebony shades
and my artificial bling,
looked across the street
an' saw you there
blinkin' your eyes
and pattin' your hair,
yeah, i saw you there
lookin' all around
and you saw my clock
when it come unwound,
it fell apart
and to my feet
you smiled at me
and went down the street.
ain' no good
lookin' at you
ain' no good
bein'so blue.

1980

Brindle Bulldog

Brindle Bulldog 2008

Catember morning

False prophet, or the ballad of Dubya

he's pretty as a bulldog in the early morning spring,
with a voice just like a tomcat when he uses it to sing,
he's as handsome as a lizard in the warm and pleasant sun
with a smile just like a preacher if someone pulls a gun,
he's a king without a kingdom, his castle's made of hay
he tore it down last weekend and built it back today,
he sits upon his fancy throne and rules with regal grace
and wonders if another prince will ever take his place,
he stumbles on the growing grass and tears his jaunty threads,
he's a walking psychotherapist or a tire that's bald, sans treads,
he's a poem undertaker, he reads them with a laugh
he's a millionaire collector,a faded photograph.

2008

Some kind of spider

Strange little spider 2008

Haiku`s

sometimes time will tell
time is only touching life
time is e'er changing
. . . . .
the sun lifts the sky
a multicolored blanket
ethereally
. . . . .
the far off star burns
howling through space so alone
can not e'er return
. . . . .
love is remembrance
thinking of things together
memory longing
. . . . .
the winterfall leaves
now carpet the footpath trail
we walk life anew
. . . . .
pine-bannered backwoods
bright leaves triumphantly bold
painted by Autumn
. . . . .
years and times ago
from lost planes of consciousness
i know i knew you
. . . . .

December, nine-teen eighty- seven

Comanche morning

the days of blood and courage 2008

the golden earring

2008

The Road of Days

one day last week someone said
the road of days
is just ahead,

always just around the curve
don't slow down
or lose your nerve,

days are long and nights are short
keep your distance
your dreams athwart

different people stop and stare
they think you're lost
but do you care

the road of days is deep at night
souls are moving
silent flight

2005

Shardoceros albinus

Shardoceros albinus
(constructed of shards of broken wine bottles, foundry slag,
and various polymers and glues, approx. the size of a loaf
bread, weighing about 25 pounds)
2007

Zoned

listen to me, darlin'
theres somethin' i must say,
i'm down inside of Dallas
and got no place to stay. . .

listen to me darlin'
i'm makin' my last play
don't anybody know me
i believe i've lost my way. . .

listen to me darlin'
i feel so damn alone
can't take it any longer
i'm worn down to the bone. . .

listen to me darlin'
pick up that telephone
i've been callin' you forever
i'm in the twilight zone. . .

listen to me darlin"
i think its gettin' dark
i hear some kind of singin'
i think it is a snark. . .

listen to me darlin'
i'm movin' way too slow
everything has ended
I think i gotta go. . .


2003

How could you leave me at a time like this?

How could you leave me at a time like this? 2008