Wednesday, October 09, 2024

Put That In Your Little Red Wagon…

  Rock Down to Electric Avenue
—Poetry and Photos by Ronald Lee Haycock, Antioch, CA
 
 
WHOA! BETIDE

Lonesome ladder years
We fall up
We get down
No elephants are harmed 

So much depends
Put that in your
Little red wagon
And smoke it

There are wind horses
And then some
 
 
 
 Pixilated


NOTWITHSTANDING

Notwithstanding
what I said
when I was seventeen
I never really wanted to know
All of this stuff

There came
a point or two perhaps
I must have missed
I might have said
Enough is enough
 
 
 
 
 
INDRA’S NETWORK


Janet Plantagenet
knows not the net weight
of her nettles
and her castanets

I sprayed snowstorms of Mom’s Aquanet on
my head when I was chasing the fishnets 

Of the clarinetist, the cabinet member and
that martinet’s
empty bassinet I have said
all that I am going to say
 
 
 
 

just because


because there is a boy
and a sky
and a moon
and a cloud
and a star
and a dawn
and a breeze
and a mockingbird singing
why just doesn't much matter
 
 
 


WAREHOUSE FULL OF GHOSTS

Nothing to rely on but
a bleeding heart
a flowering branch
a burning bush
that last explosive kiss of gravity

We carry our restless dead
robbed of sleep
haunted by stolen blankets

___________________
 
Today’s LittleNip:

LIGHTS OUT
—Robert Lee Haycock


Evening fell but got right back on her feet and beat the daylights out of the sky.


___________________

—Medusa, with thanks to Robert Lee Haycock for today’s fine poems and photos!
 
 
 
 Waxing and Waving
—Photo by RL Haycock
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 











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