So,

If you come around on Friday

We can walk about my farm

I've begun to paint the silo

feeds@yuku.com (OhShir) http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/6710 Mon, 10 Mar 2008 08:51:40 GMT http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5042/t/Guitar-In-The-Park.html Guitar In The Park
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A long way from Normandy Beach
and the enemy;
she fights this war in her own way.
Central Park is her war zone.
There by the pond,
she sits on a moonlit boulder,
under a sycamore canopy
night after night,
and fires her weapon,
a six string guitar.
A photograph of her sailor boy
secured to... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (OhShir) http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5042 Sun, 23 Dec 2007 23:03:28 GMT http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/6618/t/When-Summer-Goes-rerun-.html
When summer goes,

the meadow flowers will fade;
the sun will become stingy
with his time and warmth,
like a parent with too many children.

Well turn the cornstalks under
like a frayed hem, reworked,
sown again into brown squares.

Then us, lying in the seams,
down acres of cool, spun soil,
watching for the face of autumn
to shine in the morning mist. ]]> feeds@yuku.com (OhShir) http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/6618 Wed, 08 Oct 2003 18:52:20 GMT http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5054/t/Nights-of-The-Round-Table.html

Fridays we drank schnapps and laughed.
Hardy belly laughs.
Knee slapping and
schnapps-blowing-out-the-nose
kind of laughs.

We didnt rush or hurry past any topic.
No issue was too big
or idea too small
to bring to the table, or sketch, or pen
on a napkin.

Life outside that Pub was too tangible;
too calloused for
us small town poets
who, filled with mania, drank to images,
mischief and... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (OhShir) http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5054 Thu, 06 Mar 2003 23:30:08 GMT http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5055/t/Write-Something-Nice-.html Write something nice about the snow.

I obsess over the daily news,
job hunt in the daytime and
have coffee before I sleep.

They say war is not the answer;
train up a child in the way he should go;
and to look before you leap.

Its hard to shake the thoughts
that a world gone mad can bring;
yet, theres promises to keep.

I'll... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (OhShir) http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5055 Thu, 06 Mar 2003 12:17:51 GMT http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5053/t/Dreams-Our-Sharpest-Tool.html


I awake
with the plausible recollection
of being somewhere,
as a timid fatality,
a powerless me,
hopelessly confused
and insecure,
doing something;
something urgent.

Urgency. Yes, its always so acute.

Im the last to touch numbed walls,
walking off the retrospect,
room by empty room.

Only boxes of my childhood reside here.
Ones I left on purpose~ like children do,
so parents will speak of them.
I call out to a... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (OhShir) http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5053 Sat, 01 Mar 2003 12:37:43 GMT http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5058/t/Dreams-Our-Sharpest-Tool.html

I awake
with the plausible recollection
of being somewhere,
as a timid fatality,
a powerless me,
hopelessly confused
and insecure,
doing something;
something urgent.

Urgency. Yes, its always so acute.

Im the last to touch numbed walls,
walking off the retrospect,
room by empty room.

Only boxes of my childhood reside here.
Ones I left on purpose~ like children do,
so parents will speak of them.
I call out to a mother... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (OhShir) http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5058 Wed, 26 Feb 2003 23:45:18 GMT http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5057/t/Limbo-of-Winter-still.html ------------------------------------------------

The limbo of winter
is a powerful magnet
sucking steely,
should have known better thoughts
from the back of my mind.

Short dreary days
grazing on the morning lawn;
by dusk theres nothing left but
a gnawed flat line that aims and
fires the mocking darkness my way.

Long black nights own me.
Detaining me,
over crimes of poor choices
and selfish ways;
the... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (OhShir) http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5057 Fri, 21 Feb 2003 00:26:25 GMT http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5056/t/Cardinal-M-O-.html -------------------------------------------------

Nervous black eyes
staring, darting,
studying me
as I watch in wonder.
He, brilliant red and proud,
she, subdued brown and shy.

Tiny feet wrapped round
cold January twigs.
Beaks open wide to pluck
stubborn scarlet berries
that still cleave to the limbs
of a bush in this meadow.

Against a tailing wind, and
leery of my presence,
the pair holds fast to their... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (OhShir) http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5056 Thu, 07 Nov 2002 11:22:41 GMT http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5052/t/The-Limbo-Of-Winter.html
The Limbo Of Winter
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The limbo of winter
is a powerful magnet
sucking steely,
should have known better thoughts
from the back of my mind.

Short dreary days
grazing on the morning lawn;
by dusk theres nothing left but
a gnawed flat line that aims and
fires the mocking darkness my way.

Long black nights own me.
Detaining me,
over crimes of poor choices
and selfish... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (OhShir) http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5052 Wed, 06 Nov 2002 21:46:26 GMT http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5031/t/Leather-And-Fleece.html --------------------------------------------------


Outside the big window
anxious snowflake dollies
melt on autumn leaves.

My thoughts turn to
once upon a time, when
you and I were all we needed.

Like leather and fleece,
collars turned against the wind
we weathered life by love.

The wind had to blow long and hard
before it chilled our dreams
and pushed our lives apart.

Beyond the little window
a... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (OhShir) http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5031 Wed, 30 Oct 2002 06:40:14 GMT http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5061/t/Autumn-Haiku.html

" I've got to do something-- even if it's wrong!" ~ For Shir
Visit... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (OhShir) http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5061 Fri, 04 Oct 2002 06:03:41 GMT http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5060/t/4-x-7-Glossies.html

Unbuttoning her pants,
tiny cherubic fingers
fiddle with steel studs
harder than the guise
on her just-teen face.

Fashions arrogant pedophiles
sharing their salaciousness
in black and white
in color
in your face.

A single-minded mother smiles,
shaking every Calvins hand.
Midas touch working hard on
the vernal marrow of Daddys little girl;
great bones should be offered up.
... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (OhShir) http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5060 Wed, 25 Sep 2002 19:20:38 GMT http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5059/t/Summer-or-Why-I-Write-Free-Verse.html ----------------------------------------------------



Open every window high or wide,
bring Sol and Mariah both inside.
Leave wool and suede in winters box.

Let late summer beauty fill every space
breathe into the matter, a special grace.
Our house must speak in every tongue.

Float music, incense and candle light
beg summer to stay just one more night.
We so enjoy her... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (OhShir) http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5059 Tue, 17 Sep 2002 18:44:11 GMT http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5062/t/So-What-You-Say.html ------------------------------------------------


Some days you take the back roads home,
some nights too.
Sunlit or moonlit, youve never decided
which you prefer, besides,
its the thoughts along the way that matter.
The really deep ones.
Those still painful enough to let you know
youre pretty much alive yet,
and if you walk slow enough and
think hard enough,
you realize that you havent forgotten
even one wrong ever done... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (OhShir) http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5062 Fri, 06 Sep 2002 19:15:42 GMT http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5035/t/August-Has-Folded.html



August has folded and passed the deal.

Now September holds the cards
with her own agenda and
a fresh deck of circumstances.
Even the ambient air changes
with the flip of a calendar page.

A stranger with harvest moon eyes
settles onto thirty squares.
Day one she holds... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (OhShir) http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5035 Wed, 04 Sep 2002 19:27:02 GMT http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5063/t/The-Midway-Hums.html The Midway Hums
cotton candy,
lavender, pink and blue,
melting
onto summer tongues
just below
the sweat beaded upper lips
of the laughing crowd.

Its a good day

for tie-dyed shirts
in sunburst spectrums,
a kaleidoscope
for mirrored eyes that
hide in the open,
a calliope
for the inner ear known
to lose its balance

and for the soul-searcher

sizing up the moment,
desperate to memorize
the way of... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (OhShir) http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5063 Sat, 31 Aug 2002 06:53:19 GMT http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5064/t/In-A-Tranquil-Zone.html

In A Tranquil Zone

southeast of this August moon,
an early star selflessly blinks
a vaporous regard for all matter.

A fine mist has drifted down
from the mountains
and glazed our mood with
spiritual and emotional contentment.

Minds for bodies,
were sightseeing,
traveling kindred thoughts,
breathing the moment.

The be-here-now-ness of eternity and self,
circles our embrace.
The grandest versions come to light
with... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (OhShir) http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5064 Sun, 18 Aug 2002 06:22:46 GMT http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5065/t/Two-Good-Things.html

Today its the terrible heat,
scorched landscapes and
puny vegetables;
two months from now
itll be the chilled rain
and short days we speak of.

Weather headlines every conversation.
Thats a good thing.
We can save the local tragedies
and world doom for back-up.

Im willing to go as far as the local Pub
to discuss child abuse, murder and war.
If theres enough liquor,
we can have an in-your-face discussion
on God and... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (OhShir) http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5065 Fri, 09 Aug 2002 14:00:59 GMT http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5066/t/Women-s-size-7-1-2.html --------------------------------------------

From my small brown chair,
I eyed you.
Tearing the paper jacket top
from my longest purple crayon,
I recall wondering
why you never asked me stuff--
like, other than taller,
what did I want to become when I grew up.

Doctor? Lawyer? Teacher? Nurse?
The usual question and choices.

It didnt matter.
I didnt have an answer yet,
but the conversation
would have been real... ]]> feeds@yuku.com (OhShir) http://allinapen.yuku.com/topic/5066 Mon, 05 Aug 2002 20:14:57 GMT