Hub Bones

December 29, 2008

Freddie’s dead,
whatever
dead is.

Amen to this
brother
in jazz
and life
who ground his horn
on the edge.

with nature

December 29, 2008

the more i am
with nature –
the less of me
i must kill

my buddy

December 22, 2008

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after playing in snow
he comes home
a confection

On the Outside Looking In

December 21, 2008

You never look
at me.
I often look
at you.

You have
those things
I am told
bring happiness.

I have
those things
I am told
bring shame.

I look into
your restaurant –

you spend
my week’s wages
in a night

so elegant
so white

table cloths
and candles
fine wine
and waiters.

I could go on
and on,

but I have been ordered
to move along…

December 11, 2008

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photo by qazse

Let it Snow

December 11, 2008

tonight we huddle –
crackling fire gives forth
all we will need

If you want to love Jesus

December 11, 2008

He looks like this:

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Not this:

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be the embracer

December 5, 2008

peace is a choice
do not wait for one’s embrace
be the embracer

When I Become Santa

December 4, 2008

We move operations south:
to Newark, Watts, Bronx
East LA and ten thousand
other desperate places.

We will make toys
for souls.

Peaceful and playful
thoughtful and titillating toys.

Unafraid and knowing –
we will walk this earth

giving gifts.

image source

mazama moonshine

December 4, 2008

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we see our way home
moonlight on the tracks
we left in daylight