THIS Week -Words from Basho- the master inventor of haiku
Sleep on horseback,
The far moon in a continuing dream,
Steam of roasting tea.
- Master Basho
THIS WEEKS WORDS:
sleep
horseback
dream
steam
roasting
really really digging what everyone is writing. i hope you take time to see the brilliance of what the other anonymous scribblers are up to.
peace.
Sleep on horseback,
The far moon in a continuing dream,
Steam of roasting tea.
- Master Basho
THIS WEEKS WORDS:
sleep
horseback
dream
steam
roasting
really really digging what everyone is writing. i hope you take time to see the brilliance of what the other anonymous scribblers are up to.
peace.
8 comments:
AFTER BASHO
the far road north
any road at all really
Highway 395 down
the east side of the Sierras
old horseback trails
hot springs way out dirt roads
sleep and dream
sleep and dream
steam rising
from the hot springs night
coffee roasting grind up day
you there, desert girl,
you there, mountain man,
ten thousand years
and these rocks aren't tired yet
here's a flower for you now
AFTER BASHO # 2
up early
cat in lap
never on horseback
the mind awake
the body catching up
roasting heat of days soon
steam heat wonderful sleep
working to remember a dream
C.'S DREAM
dream a healer
horseback riding festival world
steam heats the darkness
roasting taste of midnight
sleep and wind
The Sugar Trail Motel Blues
I'm no horseback man. I'm a truck guy. Whack attack, spleen, poolside dream. That's my thinking. I don't sleep much anymore. I wait. I go on. I look across the street. Roasting marshmallows was a long ago thing. When the tourists...well, that was then. Steam comes out of the ground near Broken Tree. Some of us go there and dip into the hot waters.
beneath the sun
in the stone dead
of a sunburnt sleep
the cowboy rides a horse
this is not a movie.
he has a dream of some sweet woman-
she smells like peaches and
her thighs are creamy and white
have you ever seen someone ride a horse
totally unconscious?
It has happened more often than you think.
this is not a movie.
Roasting in the sun
Steam rises from his form-
Whiskey like a halo from his mouth
An invisible leash of consequence
Pulls him along.
Like every other man, he
Wants to be heroic. Remembered.
Loved in the perfect way.
The earth revolves
Beneath the horse’s hooves
And the sleeping cowboy
(the potential hero of
This brief narrative)
Is no more than a speck of dust
In the wide, black universe.
He awakes as the stars come out,
His horse standing still below him
Drinking from a cold stream
Snorting into the dark.
this is not a movie.
It is amazing to awaken
on a horse at night
Beneath an endless cold sky
After long hot days of dreaming.
WOMAN AT THE OCEAN #2
top pulled down
steam heart
rising waves
crashing waves
behind her
roasting wet
heat dream
sun clouds
black swim suit
top pulled down
skin light
tight fire
sweet breasts
joy now
moon sleep
a rider on horseback
rides on beyond
a woman at the ocean
MEMORY FRAGMENTS
horseback…
bareback riding…
on a mountain…
above the clouds…
going into them, going through them, going home…
no sleep-dream this
simple, once upon a time, reality…
she was old when I bought her (babysitting money)…
but she had been a polo pony in younger days…
thoroughbred…stood sixteen hands with a gentle soul…
rode well with a snaffle bit in her mouth…nothing more needed…
leaned close to her neck when she ran and I knew…together
we were part of the wind…and we loved each other…
teen age time, 1950’s…
she froze when you fell…so you could roll under her for protection…
polo thing…
they said what I would/could be when I grew up (there were choices)…
but then there was that time, bareback, on a mountain, above clouds…
three…almost four years we had…
before they decided it was enough…they always decided…
(but that is another story)…
should have never gone home…
should have never gone home
to kitchen steam and
roasting coffee.
Horseback dream, slipping
from sleep – steam engines
rake the roasting air.
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