Saturday, April 30, 2011

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Airborne

Today.
I gave
a kite away.
My favorite.
Giant green octopus
12 legs
soaring in the sky
250 ft.
effortlessly.
After looking one last time
the spool was offered up to an anonymous poetry lover
easily recognized by her marvel at the airborne poem.
The best stanza
constructed
as I walked
away.
Never looking back.

Monday, April 18, 2011

FLY

video


A kite is a poem.
With the right wind.
A delicate sonnet
on the clouds
with perfect technique.
Or a Haiku
in the Northeast Wind.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011