Author's Note: From the introduction to "Open Salon" - This is what I read when I decided to join: Open Salon is a publishing platform with a built-in audience. It was developed for writers, photographers and artists of any stripe in need of a smart home ...
 

The operating concept here… Read full post »

                (Bad Moon Rising...)

Has anyone else noticed that time is speeding up? That karma is becoming (as John Lennon prophesized) "Instant"? (Anyone remember Instant Karma? "Instant Karma's Gonna Get You...?" http:/… Read full post »

A group of us were about to go to a club

to dance and have a good time;

we were all getting ready

in the house of an Asian man.

I was trying to find the right thing to wear.

Chose a coat at the last moment… Read full post »

Now O.S. Editor Kerry is soliciting photos of people showing their "Farrah Fawcett hair" and he is going to devote the entire front page to these photos - Huh??? On a related note: Given that, as of today, advertisements  (a "kinder, gentler" way of 'blog whoring', one with financ… Read full post »

It is my own words that fail to inspire me.

They do not travel far enough to reach

the land of tall medicine and dark thieves;

they wait instead in formations of solitude,

railroad tracks beneath a passing train. 

The odds were stacked against me from… Read full post »

younger in appearance

clean shaven

looking much like he did in the ‘60’s

animated and fluid

the dramatic gestures

the mouth rigid and tense

ruminating anger.

I found you far from childhood,

dusted you off

smoothed your wrinkles

my fingers caught

in the Gordian knot

of your… Read full post »

Revolutions aren’t easy.

They require an infinite solitude.

They demand perfect resignation,

each bit of resistance sliced

cleanly by the knife of doubt.

Revolutions aren’t easy.

The weak of heart can find comfort

in the numbing ring of the alarm clock;

they can go about thei… Read full post »

My mother's hands, stiff

relentless ironing boards,

straightening me out.

(Friendly Reminder: If you enjoyed this haiku, please “rate” it. Thanks!) Read full post »

because you owned them:

    the carefully sorted boxes of memorabilia

filed and organized into sections

    indicating time; the remains of your mother

preserved in the back of the garage

    refusing burial; the CD collection

the books, dated… Read full post »

In the sterile landscape of hospital green

a woman stands over the bedside of her withered father,

who, strung loosely across the bed like spaghetti

     (and just as substantial),

asserts his view that he is immortal –

“I will live forever!” -

ignoring… Read full post »

    It is easy to see why Georgia O'Keefe was so inspired by the place. I took this shot with my digital Canon while driving into Ghost Ranch, New Mexico. Read full post »

Suffering comes in all shapes and sizes -

geometric lines sketched in chalk;

rainbow-hewn slicks of color,

muted cries beneath the dark.

The waiter eschewed my sincere musings,

offering instead a menu of thought,

my selection, now one of his choosing,

included tales of Abraham, Elohim,… Read full post »

The school bus lurches backward

with the force of a nightly intruder

driven by precision and desire

as the lines between order and chaos blur

into blended images cycling in rapid repetition. 

Now the City is beyond reach.

We are deposited on an African plain

dense and desol… Read full post »

to a frozen paradise,
its numbing chill posing as/… Read full post »

There is a release in the execution

of a well-thought out plan:

The thrill of military precision,

the black and white squares of a chess board,

the pattern so certain and sure,

like the arrangement of streets in Old Paris;

like the narrow edge of a blade.

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Vertical systems are inevitably doomed to failure,

dependent on insidious minimum charges

and the unending paragraph.

Logic defies reason while sanity slips away

faster than a daytime thief;

the hotel clerk at the reception desk

laughs mysteriously while checking ID's

to make sure the str… Read full post »

Diamond madmen always pound rust,

fast and furious,

spraying delirious juice

through a thousand luscious forests.

beneath the bitter breast of summer;

sordid skin and white gowns

scream for worship in a shadowy garden

as sausage girls bare thei… Read full post »

Shortly after the gardener left

the widow on the hill

was seen kissing the plumber,

their reflections glistening

within tranquil lakes that

rested between Japanese hedges

shaped like Pagodas.

By the time she hired the house-painter

the neighbors were still talking

about ho… Read full post »

Regulated by windfalls and the spell cast

by gray refineries, the nightfall blankets

an East Coast sky with the stain of port wine

spilling across golden thrones,

vacant and waiting;

a stranger’s hand can seem so familiar

when walking without direction,

seeking home.

Si… Read full post »

 I took this in New Mexico with my Canon Digital PowerShot. -2006

 Please remember to "rate" this post if you enjoyed it - Thanks! Read full post »

Language is essential lather,

an elaborate, smooth symphony,

gorgeous, cool fluff for fast

easy worship, a delirious  lie.

In his weak, black moment,

a boy is crushed by a mean apparatus,

as mother's milk sprays moon and mist

to please the raw and lazy tongue. Read full post »

I'd like to hear from O.S. members / viewers on this story - Where do you think these planes are going? San Jose would seem a good launching point for the Asian-Pacific...What could this mean? Is North Korea a possibility? This story hit the wire 3 weeks ago. Have we heard more… Read full post »

"Canon PowerShot"

Means something quite different

If your named "Canon".

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 Lately I have been spending most of my ‘free’ time 

(for when is time really free?)

resting, sleeping, reading, watching movies, 

lying on the couch or in bed

faint-willed, my heart beating in aberrant 

patterns and rhythms, unmindful of any discipline,

impertinent… Read full post »