Postcards From Powderhorn
Thursday, April 30, 2009
hi liz
whispers that sound like screams
screams that only whisper
pod seeds
that try to find tomorrow
another long day
and the next even longer
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
hi miriam
there are times
when drifting souls
understand each others sadness
and feel
refreshed by it
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Hi Isabel
How's this sound
Fresh from the yard
with the winds of powderhorn park
in every tastey bite
.50c each
Sunday, April 26, 2009
hi andy
I like that idea
of art as a whatchamathingy
a flowing thought, action
that is released like smoke from lungs
and can be analyzed for its ephemeral mystique
Saturday, April 25, 2009
hi Paul
do you remember
being aware of how you could look
act and think
or was your spirit simple
absorbed in the moment
Friday, April 24, 2009
hi Todd
Is 2012
the next 1984
or through ancient prophecy
more worthy than the ramblings
of another
paranoid writer
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
hey pete
Someone asked me the other day
if I ever photographed bands
I answered yes
but that was some time ago
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