Mauve steel extensions
become sky at twilight
as their tips scrape goose wings.
Feathers litter the ground around the girders,
forming small piles until whooshed away
by indigo breezes from an unknown deity
of incomplete wealth. All mortals quaver, mouths agape,
incredulous when faced with beams of such height
without visible supports.
Each post lives separately from the other,
though all rely on one another for morale
and some kind of root ball structure
that our simian species would do well to emulate.
——
First draft posted to WHARVED on 11/15/11
entitled #73
Ever-prepared to twist a flask
through momentary fence slat openings–
tirelessly striving
to bounce among the crows
while somehow maintaining resistance
to cherry pie allures–
this bagel hoarder fails to stay a caricature;
his age includes his visions,
inquiries and musings.
His daily hike through neighbors’ sheep farms
dusts his mind, aerates his neurons
and rolls crisp–
long as the hills tumble green
with moss-padding deer,
caws carrying gaiety
over the hours, sometimes damp.
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First draft posted to WHARVED on Jan 11, 2012, Entitled “#82”
It’s my unrelenting plan
to escape to the future
at any time now, to a time
where the ones greeting me
want only to offer the knowledge
and dynamics of their era.
We’re all quite familiar with that little bit of
science fiction by now–the storied
advanced civilization that doesn’t so much mind
a past-person stumbling upon their developments.
Ya see, these folks would require
astute pupils for their lessons
in temporal psychology, so
if an intuitive person
were to find themselves ensconced
in such an environment,
these lovely future guardians
would instinctively root out
the nature of said snoop’s intentions–
not to mention their accent
or parlance of the time
they oh so unwittingly represent.
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Drawing composed August, 2019–
rollerball pen and dry erase marker on printer paper
Suppose for a minute
that you write the odds
for this universe,
should such a position exist.
Would you change things
based on your previous experiences?
Would you consider
the entire scope and slope of existence,
careful not to upset any balances?
Whatever you do, rest assured
that something will go wrong.
That’s just how it goes, baby.
I’ve undergone a selection process with my drawings! It’s about time that I get the good ones out into the world. I’m hoping to keep sharing these fun little morsels with you while I compile my portfolio of more involved pieces.
Thanks for reading, I’ve always enjoyed sharing.
Blue Inkjoy Rollerball Pen
300 Series (0.7F, Non-Gel, Non-Retractable)
Red Inkjoy Rollerball Pen
300 Series (0.7F, Non-Gel, Retractable)
on
TWONE Full Wood Paper Sketchbook
140 x 210 mm / 5.5 x 8.25″
100 gsm / 68 lb
WHARVED 