A bee in the cathedral?
Get him out!
No one wants him there
but God!
the flower
seems to know
what to do!
from my door
high in the tree
I see a straw nest
my nearest neighbor.
can this mouse
help the lion?
busy people
pass them by,
but grandfather and child
love the birds.
I love to watch you dragonfly
when you’re hovering …
over there …
and not too close!
I kicked a stone
over the cliff.
A startled bird
rose up in it’s place!
You may have reached the gate,
but you’re still on the locked side.
a hole in my pocket
I found a penny
it rolled away …
Poor sick child,
now a leaf
in the wind.
Dreams
are like bubbles and
pop
when we awake!
Maybe things
will work out if …
But in truth
I really doubt it.
Are we not
porcelain plates
in free fall …
Every day
I ache and ache
every day
a darker path.
There’s a desert
in her heart.
Something like
the beating of wings
within all life.
What a shock
to then find out
all the zen was
in the pencil!
Most of the time
my head is a rock /steel
but now and then
there’s a piece of flint … (for WIS)
no matter where
in Kafka you read
the oppression begins.
She dips her wishes
into boiling water,
her favorite tea!
Here’s a poem for any kids who love the garden.
In my garden
everything grows;
I planted straw,
I planted stones.
I planted candy
and moonlight too.
I planted laughs
and the color blue.
I planted clods
that sprouted shoots.
Come see my garden.
It’s all in bloom!
1.
When you
drink this tea
let it’s scent
recall this day.
2.
Emotional Blackmail
(My version of a poem by Blair Ewing)
For my art I charge no rent
for your space within my heart.
Nor do I pray God’s interference.
(Seek no ends, only soft words
between two friends I thought were close.)
And if my reasons won’t persuade,
plagued with error and tinged with rage
Lady, the blame is mine alone.
Let the error die on the page.
3.
He called her “First Snow”.
That was his pet name for her.
She swirled around him and made him smile,
and agitated his eyes in a good way.
She brought to his cheeks a rose red
and her every touch tingled.
4.
If she needs a kidney, I” give her three!
5.
She thought and thought –
his gray winter coat
fading into the
brown and bare branches
6.
Does it really
do any harm
to love another
from afar?
7.
Don’t go to sleep
my dear, my dear.
Watch over me
until I do.
Dear Reader,
Through my 25 years, and 200 issues of the arts and media zine Musea (1992-now), I’ve met many excellent musicians, painters, writers, photographers, filmmakers, etc.
Here are some that are personal favorites, but I also think that they are at the top of their field and they deserve world recognition for their achievements.
Gregory K. H. Bryant – art
David McGhee – photography
Sara Niemietz and Snuffy Walden – music
Michael Helsem – writing
Scott Jacob Loehr – music
Ace Backwards – blogging.
Sparrow – poetry.
David Darling – science website, writing.
TYT, The Young Turks – online news.
Tom Hendricks
(editor of Musea)
MAIN Website
tomhendricks.us
The Best!
