February 7, 2011
by jhon baker
from across the street
we’ve sat across one another for years;
you, always green
me, always gray.
I sit and wonder about
the trimming of your lawn
about the condition of your bath.
how we’ve stood through better times.
but it is not proper to discuss these things
until we’ve grown at least this old.
– Hoc Scripsi
image courtesy of Magpie tales #52
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a few earlier Magpie efforts…
Magpie #51
Magpie #50
Magpie #47
Magpie #46
Magpie #44
Magpie #43
Magpie #42
Magpie #41
Magpie #41 a different one
Magpie #37
Magpie #36
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January 16, 2011
by jhon baker
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late or early
some people are indifferent
to the early morning hours
classifications.
but, we’re singing.
singing!
serenading the stars,
wooing the moon;
without sleep or
the song
of song birds.
only the chatter of
nocturnal
animals and
feet
shuffling along the
ground.
regardless of it being
early or late.
– Hoc Scripsi
recently there was a poem of mine in Madswirl and if you haven’t been there to check it out – Go Now! Second from the bottom –
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the platitudes of willful resemblance 