her face
beyond her maquillage
I listen
thru refrains of seasons
to her voices
an unfetter’d choir
ever-blending
ever-evolving
everlasting
I hope
at least
till my next call
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Alley of the Lost
o’er the Bermuda Sea
opes randomly
a triangular doorway
its guests transmit’d
on a one-way ticket
to an unseen mystery
while failures of hi-tech
continue to enhance
the myth… or its veracity
60’s
Beatles to Hendrix
tie-dye on nature’s senses
Peace and Love movement
Blind Love
though my eyes never born
when the rain from thy words
laps upon me
the scent of thy voice
strokes my imagination
with the spectrum of darkness
that be thy peerless shadow
and I am awash with Light
Happy Mothers’ Day
from thy wombs
spring forth all futures
and those of kindly souls
thy past shall be eternal
Tripper
mini vacation
knowledge for one’s enjoyment
with laid-back wonder
Outside
old stomping grounds
of our forebears
ere cement supplant’d forests
ere the wind became trite
no wonder
our instincts
not born of fables
so for now
with even more acute
eyes and ears
will we savor these ventures
Remembering Normal
at holy james’ downtown bay
‘twas someone’s future—
a future after their time—
way after
boats anchor’d—
shores of point loma—
united landing at refurbish’d airport—
solar turbines—
star of india—
anthony’s—
pac star cruises
seaweed stretching from shallows
to surface and nursing rocks
bordering harbor drive—
a curious pigeon bobbing for scraps
too hot to be jogging
unless you’re a jogger
Tomorrow’s not soon enough
loujen haxm'Yor 