elegant moon

Byjucasso

elegant moon
shining brightly room to room
simply spun to stare would stun
soon tomorrow rising sun
blond as beach bleached in strands
hot sand extend the curve and bend
humid air cool a savage scorch
timid synthetic awning cover porch
rolling fire pit throw fit
the torrid sun sizzle sidewalk grit
the fault a steamy assault
concrete crack with skill
the truant trudge of tired will
smelt melt
in rubber sole expel
burnt umber the color encumbered
dark that isn’t pale

luc-warm to boiling
the pot too hot to grip the lid
of handling
the soup is of good stock
lady lifting ladle languish
in haste the taste like paste
bland don’t waste the rest
say grace to grimace grumbling
bumble bee is comfort
peas and carrots tender
crumble
catch a fish on a hook
heart rendering
feed loved one roasted onion
and potato
alone mutter
saffron rice black tea on ice
wonder
apron strings preserve such thing
the fruit will bring love
a family toast a twinge
then back on the road again
I’ll give you what I can
always been a fan
what’s cooking in the pan
biscuit for your apple butter jam.

Monolithic Aberdeen

Byjucasso

the mind a monolithic Aberdeen
in the middle of a fantasy
where all goes well between you and me
you are my spring where June may avail
bird on the wing of a dove in love spinning her tale
I will fail no doubt to lend
the end of such sweet harmony
to bend like spoons weighted down by too much sugar
stirred to awaken a sense of milk and honey
left of tomorrow’s yesterday’s
birds sip sweetest sap from the maple milked to tap
buoyant buzzard bargains for bones in the shoulders
of boulders-
camping out bugs bite bats borrow ubiquitous unity
bears outfox fish for lunch beavers bristle
civilization dine on vacation steak gristle
I am so lost not knowing the cost too much so little
incurable thirst the juice of an orange wets the whistle
where is my prayer book what have I done
with my leather bound missile?
my silence is saved it goes to the grave-our little miracle
an answer so sweet to rub your feet to gain your trust
to know that you love me as best as you can
is genuinely just
God bless you woman.

with the swallow

Byjucasso

masked moon cloud aloud with heavy rain
cling to bough droop currants vine
the train cumbersome-
trunks of bending birch quench their thirst in puddled dirt decay
sweet root, bearded bark shade shadow glade in shallow dark
to hear a lark
giddy in his yelp
a cry for help
mellow memory of the swelter
give me shelter
oh how he weeps
to see the dove mourning
an irreconcilable peace
the cost of knowing
tomorrow
an hour
in the life of an owl
lucky to find field mice,
sleep in a barn
with the swallow.

first bright of morn

Byjucasso

first bright of morn
bird song-reborn
crisp cool April air
sun out alls fair
trees begin to green
wind a breathy clean
sky a bluest dream
clouds a neutral sheen

and never will I wake
with a heartache
so help me God
thank you for the stars
a window into time
that rights the wrongs in rhyme
to sight the smallest kind
with the love of happiness expressed
upon the rhythm of your heart in mine.

find the long way home

Byjucasso

until
the moon
mythical mineral
mesmerized miracle
method actor speaks
her social sojourn
bask in the lime light
bisque in a kiln
knotted as a kilm
she kills the monster
in daring attempt
to free the need from times she’s wept
the churlish messenger
known as something peaceful
i bite the hand that frees her
bent on breath to seize
a borrowed moment will not appease her
with so much more to say that isn’t meant
allow the tide that swept with tired wings
sent like arrows the courage stings
yet glad to have met you with no regret
for you have tried so many ways before you left
and I a little bit more than all my mess would bore
let me thank you for the holidays when met you at my door
you let me go to let me know
what gracious lives are living for
line scrawled in the sand
find the long way home.

a peaceful dove

Byjucasso

impressed by your candor
reduce the grand glamor
dirt road hold your own manor
that open door step forward toward
the harsh hard life before past sworn
an ernest yearn to earn your grin
the favor won to win
all the ones there to share
the time the wine the care
why are we so stoic?
I know not what I was to let you go
to save you from myself I guess
you know
there hollow in the wallow
of sorrows known
to follow a borrowed tomorrow
as if it were alone
burn the wick that wrote the writ
that swam with you in the harbor
wake come of age in an arbor
shake off the rage of a martyr
turn the next page of your partner
sigh as a night sky cries
to carry the innocent dark
to save the moon
too soon to part like a peaceful dove
who flew away with my heart.

without apology

Byjucasso

moon lofty lilting laugh
change hap the ocean bath
gratified surge relax
splurging waters lag
swim a fin to drag
salty seaweeds store
midway display the stingray play
across the sand rock floor
shellfish blacks and blues array
accept darkest depth invade
felt the colder fluid flow
air bubbles blow in undertow
deep below forgotten
hit of currents crash like serpents
wriggling great promise
let go of dreams that make it seem
fish must eat bottom greens
engines roar sputter muffled sound of beasts
little ones dangle little feet barely touching brine
laughing cooing as papa casts out a line
suddenly hit in a blitz so quick
a bass or is it a grouper?
whatever he is he sure can swim
jumps in the air like a tuna
all is fair we’ll eat him rare
get to shore or sooner
the tackle box smells of mildew
if you say I am you are
the blues are running in summer sunning under
skies as dark as denim
to protect themselves in schools of thought
lure fish into a feeding frenzy
fated on plates from fishkill ny
baked-butter sauce lemon
sprig of parsley
without apology
fish no fish
go to heaven.

candy wrapper super hero

Byjucasso

he’s a skid a spoof a fop on the loose
a boy a girl a flip flapper
a candy wrapper super hero
weed wacker-soda cracker
hip hop podjock an old soul an all night crasher
bean pole face-mole screen saver
introducing the semi-nudist tea totaler
film buff powder puff scene stealer
excersize dancer thighs “the eyes that paralyze”
capsize your kyak in the meanwhile yak yak yak a poet of “words words words”
and letters to his Zoe, the
sharing of their worlds, a love that keeps on growing, in knowing a
special bond a lifetime no regret
to be as close as two can get
fond skaters round the pond be
blessed in heartfelt harmony expect the best
so pardon me respect the biggest heart you see
in Zoe for all eternity.

Ben bonhomie good story
brave knight chicken Kiev
clarinet man to get
in a ruse never rude
in a very mellow mood
playing prude
in the nude
says his prayers
thinking of you
grateful for his time on earth
serious to feel his worth
grateful for a life to lead
to help the ones in need
his grasp far outweighs his reach
two young fellows on a beach
taking pictures where they hope to meet
in the give and take of irony.

tall dark handsome
dark horse horoscope Scorpio
boots like John and Ringo
wear your red leather jacket
walk like a flamingo
karate
come partay
how much is that doggie in the window?
all is fair in love with Claire.

candidly

Byjucasso

there is a beginning and an end
in expressing the essence more or
less the silence of your excellence
you shine forever in the glow
to hear the fearless clarity
a voice
to throw away disparity
to thwart distraught polarity
for a summer sanity
tossing cookies candidly
you say the sweetest things to me
singing songs you bring
that melts the bakers chocolate
whisk upon a bar
that has me in the batters bowl
chewing brownies from a jar
the moon is cool the light is white
marshmallow clouds float in the night
peppermint leaves fall in love
with apple tree embarked
a storm brew such a teas.

as the rain

Byjucasso

moon mellow yellow
Arch angel halo
hallow earth circle below
after twilight dawns glow
in rites to save the day
spirits sprites covet calm
ever quiet clever quite
a revolution of light
dance before a silent sun

most modest mottled moth
marry the dragon fly
a haughty lofty assault
peppered by restraint

sprinkle softly your Summer salt
sun pale clouds faint
as the rain tears sweet lament
for every bless-ed saint
and every violet.