Nobody's creekbed

songs, prayers, poetry, stories, art, photographs, moving pictures, fondnesses, tall-tales and meditations

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The Anterior Insula and Hwy W

Thursday, April 26, 2012

The weirdest thing . . .  last night I heard something and went outside to check on the chickens and there in the coop with them was a fox.

The fox was filming the chickens.

Don’t go to Florida with your shirt on—

Suffers severe insomnia—
Motor oil & fescue
and growing timid on the inside.

“We haven’t seen you in a while . . . you been okay?”

The shot of Frederick boarding the aeroplane . . .

His eyes say 
the mind at times
 is difficult

Then the bathroom, the mirror:
smug druggling
vocalizes tone poem

He wonders if this ball might have late life on it

Don’t go to Florida with your shirt on—

Messages in and out of Dead Shirt

**Emergent pattern/Earthwhile Stephanie**

Benny comes over to help fix the car, drink a couple beers:

eyes knowing looks

“I had a dream . . .
a big trembling face”

“I was looking for Vertigo’s Cure”

That first night something moves across the yard . . .
And there again
Our chest drops

They wonder if it is Milt Woodcut

Friday, April 20, 2012

Levon, thank you for your song.

Thursday, April 19, 2012

speak less be more

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Another neat Justin Stone -- a person I never met but one whom I recognized. Intrigued and gladdened by the thought of Justin for many years now, I offer blessings for his good work and continuing journey.

". . . I can only see the future as extremely bright, and I believe it will be accomplished by serious teachers."

"If things don't go well, try giving. . .  Gratitude is a way to a happy life." -- Justin F. Stone

Monday, April 16, 2012

We find ourselves in a time of the aloof auteur.

Sunday, April 08, 2012

Thursday, April 05, 2012

Before the pen gets to page:
Fish Factory