November 11, 2011
by jhon baker
for Kara
my love
my wife
eleven years and more
we keep the lawn trimmed
without concern
weeds grow in the flower garden
and we
still without concern
dishes pile in the sink
and coffee spills on the linoleum
but no concern
we love
in love
no concern
easy love
beautiful love
no concern
– Hoc Scripsi
Kara, my baby, my love,
I miss you so much that my heart beats irregular.
my body feels wrapped in plastic.
I long and in longing feel misplaced.
every moment away I realize our love immeasurable.
– your melancholy man
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November 7, 2011
by jhon baker
Scribd, as introduced to me by my friend and publisher, Lynne Hayes, is quite the cool tool and has garnered me a few new readers. I’m loving it.
Anyway, here are a few links to there if you were at all interested.
for Micael…
the artist dreams of nightsong…
meditation…
gypsy bars…
hands on the hips….
All but one of those are available for free download and I strongly encourage you to download them, print them out and possibly hand a few out to a few people – or any of them can be obtained through me for the cost of shipping and they will then be signed except for hands on the hips – for that go to the page in print/for sale. FYI – the artist dreams of nightsong is best printed on a legal size page.
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November 4, 2011
by jhon baker
It passed into midnight and that is what the date bears.
Have this yet?
one poem in that collection begins….
Stuck outside under an umbrella ….
you’ll have to go there and download it to read the rest.
– Jhon
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November 1, 2011
by jhon baker
This poem is better represented in the now available copy of ‘gypsy bars, back alleys and one way streets‘ from Free Penny Press. Download your own copy – link to it on FB and Google+ – tweet it – nominate for various prizes and print copies to hand out to friends and lovers.
you are my own brother
– For MC
you are my own brother.
my AIDS stricken angel.
a heartbreak.
2.
I’ve come to find
I’ve always loved you
and out love flow thick
through shared veins.
could I promise you a rose garden?
or no, a field of daisies and sunflowers.
3.
you cannot help but be beautiful
and lovely
in summer hats
still dancing
under umbrellas in the rain.
– Hoc Scripsi
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the platitudes of willful resemblance 
hey man, nice title
by jhon bakerIt passed into midnight and that is what the date bears.
Have this yet?
one poem in that collection begins….
Stuck outside under an umbrella ….
you’ll have to go there and download it to read the rest.
– Jhon
Tell your friends and lovers
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