Tide pools
caught in the rocks
fishbowls without bubblers
waiting for the tide change
Microcosm of the sea
under glass
Stop and watch
See the world, like Jacques or Felipe
adrift on land
inside the Calypso
A tiny crab
Brushes the fronds of the anemone
Urchins with spines and flesh
swaying sargassum
A universe
in the puddle
with the rocks
waiting for the tide
Governed by Luna
8/24/04 21:57
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Saturday, August 28, 2004
Friday, August 27, 2004
Brim
Tom Joad had it right
His introduction to us all,
more in print than film,
of a man fixing his brim
Brim you say,
not the cup but the lid,
The hat, chapeau,
you remember the Dr. of Seuss;
but listen to John
He knew
Break the spine, the arch
Crack the store-bought form, symmetry
of my ballcap.
Three folds and you’re set
cut and cup, make your own
Ready for sweat
8/24/04 21:42
Brim – breaking in a new hat, like Tom Joad. See http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.thehub.com.au/~greg/steinbeck.jpg&imgrefurl=http://www.thehub.com.au/~greg/grapes.html&h=400&w=350&sz=16&tbnid=zPbOQSO3J4wJ:&tbnh=120&tbnw=105&start=36&prev=/images%3Fq%3D%2522tom%2Bjoad%2522%26start%3D20%26hl%3Den%26lr%3D%26ie%3DUTF-8%26safe%3Doff%26sa%3DN and http://www.gradesaver.com/ClassicNotes/Titles/dubious/essays/essay1.html and see photo at http://www.umsl.edu/divisions/artscience/english/faculty/grady/joad.jpg
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His introduction to us all,
more in print than film,
of a man fixing his brim
Brim you say,
not the cup but the lid,
The hat, chapeau,
you remember the Dr. of Seuss;
but listen to John
He knew
Break the spine, the arch
Crack the store-bought form, symmetry
of my ballcap.
Three folds and you’re set
cut and cup, make your own
Ready for sweat
8/24/04 21:42
Brim – breaking in a new hat, like Tom Joad. See http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.thehub.com.au/~greg/steinbeck.jpg&imgrefurl=http://www.thehub.com.au/~greg/grapes.html&h=400&w=350&sz=16&tbnid=zPbOQSO3J4wJ:&tbnh=120&tbnw=105&start=36&prev=/images%3Fq%3D%2522tom%2Bjoad%2522%26start%3D20%26hl%3Den%26lr%3D%26ie%3DUTF-8%26safe%3Doff%26sa%3DN and http://www.gradesaver.com/ClassicNotes/Titles/dubious/essays/essay1.html and see photo at http://www.umsl.edu/divisions/artscience/english/faculty/grady/joad.jpg
All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 18,700+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.
Thursday, August 26, 2004
Memories
History, my history
fighting to come out,
exploit my voice
Document and catalog
shards of my life
snapshots, senses,
feelings
caught in the gossamer of my mind
frozen now on paper.
fighting to come out,
exploit my voice
Document and catalog
shards of my life
snapshots, senses,
feelings
caught in the gossamer of my mind
frozen now on paper.
================
edited October 8, 2017
under the sheet – v3
(editing original)
edited October 8, 2017
under the sheet – v2
November 8, 2011
under the sheet
the dying of Jack Grant, 2003
“The Wish”, by Donald Hall
with line “Let Me Go”
Poet’s Corner
monthly poetry readings
Suncook Senior Center
November 7, 2011
&
edited January 19, 2016
Memories – v3
(editing original – version 2 is not about this poem)
posted August 26, 2004
written September 26, 2003 22:45
Memories
&
edited January 19, 2016
Love Everlasting – v2
posted March 3, 2004
written September 26, 2003 22:41
Love Everlasting
&
edited January 7, 2016
Last Breath – v2
posted February 19, 2004
written 9/26/03 22:00
Last Breath
edits 9/27/03 12:45
edits 10/1/03 15:26,
after reading it at Jack Grant’s memorial service,
adding pauses
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Wednesday, August 25, 2004
Got a Match?
Oh how to tell the tale
to spin the yarn, to pull you in
Bring you along, down memory road
to that night in April 1993.
Small town Yankee
Eating my fill, drinking in
The Big Easy,
Day and this night.
Early flight back north, 6am
Too soon to leave, need to run back
Experience More
Paranoid of what might happen
Money clip, ID, and a pack of hotel matches
(marked with the room number), my only
companions, out into the night,
after a promise to be safe.
A cameraman in a foreign land,
without his camera.
Can you see me out there in the wild
Like Marlin Perkins’ assistant Jim.
What will he find out in the
jazz-dipped urban jungle.
Oh yes, the wild creatures of the night
Nocturnal denizens of the street
and the game rangers of the NOPD too
Walked, strutted, sauntered, or stumbled by
Propositions, male and female (or was she?)
made me laugh, under the officer’s gaze
Sound and noise and smell and taste
Marched on through the night toward closing
Jackson Square to Rampart and back
Light and shadow stalked
the thinning crowd
Until Beignets and chickory
called me to Café du Monde
4am, bag of beignets
and tray of six coffees in the other hand.
Trek through the dark
streets after last call.
Off in the distance, another figure in the
dark, the shadows
Bridging the space
Between us
Where oh where do I turn?
“Hey, buddy, got a match?”
Perfect.
-------
8/7/04 18:36
Got a Match?
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to spin the yarn, to pull you in
Bring you along, down memory road
to that night in April 1993.
Eating my fill, drinking in
The Big Easy,
Day and this night.
Too soon to leave, need to run back
Experience More
Money clip, ID, and a pack of hotel matches
(marked with the room number), my only
companions, out into the night,
after a promise to be safe.
without his camera.
Can you see me out there in the wild
Like Marlin Perkins’ assistant Jim.
What will he find out in the
jazz-dipped urban jungle.
Nocturnal denizens of the street
and the game rangers of the NOPD too
Walked, strutted, sauntered, or stumbled by
made me laugh, under the officer’s gaze
Sound and noise and smell and taste
Marched on through the night toward closing
Light and shadow stalked
the thinning crowd
Until Beignets and chickory
called me to Café du Monde
and tray of six coffees in the other hand.
Trek through the dark
streets after last call.
dark, the shadows
Bridging the space
Between us
Where oh where do I turn?
Perfect.
8/7/04 18:36
Got a Match?
https://raymondafoss.blogspot.com/2004/08/got-match.html
Tuesday, August 24, 2004
Learning
Voracious appetite
For learning new things
about many topics
To acquire knowledge and context
of why things are as they are
How they fit together
Language, history, politics, science
Eat from the buffet, some from each bar
Share in the discussion, discourse, debate
But rankle at the papers, the rules
The rubric for sharing
Because I’d already gotten
What I came for
and rarely cared
If the grader knew
It too.
8/8/04 11:37
All of my poems are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012. All rights reserved. Contact me at Ray Foss for usage. See all 18,700+ of my poems at http://www.raymondafoss.blogspot.com Poetry Where You Live.
For learning new things
about many topics
To acquire knowledge and context
of why things are as they are
How they fit together
Language, history, politics, science
Eat from the buffet, some from each bar
Share in the discussion, discourse, debate
But rankle at the papers, the rules
The rubric for sharing
Because I’d already gotten
What I came for
and rarely cared
If the grader knew
It too.
8/8/04 11:37
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Monday, August 23, 2004
Open Mic
Can you hear me in the back?
Let’s see –
A little about me
Set the mood, a light laugh line
Parse the group
Gauge the crowd
How’s it going?
Thanks for the opportunity
Shouldn’t the listeners have to wear name tags
Expose a bit of soul too
Like those of us sharing
Aren’t they though,
If you pay attention
to the fidget and the clap
Subtle and not so oblique silences
Hello?
Is this on?
Let’s see –
A little about me
Set the mood, a light laugh line
Parse the group
Gauge the crowd
How’s it going?
Thanks for the opportunity
Shouldn’t the listeners have to wear name tags
Expose a bit of soul too
Like those of us sharing
Aren’t they though,
If you pay attention
to the fidget and the clap
Subtle and not so oblique silences
Hello?
Is this on?
=====
edited November 17, 2018
Open Mic – v2
Posted August 23, 2004
Open Mic
August 18, 2004 22:03
&
edited December 15, 2015
Second-Rate Song Lyrics – v2
8/21/04 16:40 – Inspired by Adam
Second-Rate Song Lyrics
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2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012,
2013, 2014, 2015, 2016, 2017, and 2018. All rights are reserved. Contact me at
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Sunday, August 22, 2004
Second-Rate Song Lyrics
A rhyme
in time
can save nine
Oh how I hate
the need to equate
poetry
symmetry
Upper case to start a line,
no fragments, rules,
poems with meter and rhyme
I don’t have time
to get the rhyme
right
Words need to flow
not be just so, so
I break the rules
parse my thoughts
schemes and let
it flow
in time
can save nine
Oh how I hate
the need to equate
poetry
symmetry
Upper case to start a line,
no fragments, rules,
poems with meter and rhyme
I don’t have time
to get the rhyme
right
Words need to flow
not be just so, so
I break the rules
parse my thoughts
schemes and let
it flow
------
edited December 15, 2015
Second-Rate Song Lyrics – v2
8/21/04 16:40 – Inspired by
Adam
Second-Rate Song Lyrics
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of my poems, photographs, and videos are copyrighted by Raymond A. Foss, 1999,
2000, 2001, 2002, 2003, 2004, 2005, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012,
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