And just where is it beauty hides, and truth amid dishonesty? One never knows. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ So this is the pen (the enclosure) for my most recent poems and poemoids. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 2009-04-20 -- Brian A. J. Salchert

Sunday, August 31, 2008

from the year 2000

[ Information re this poem is at rho00109 2008-07-09 ] Huh!?! Uh, I didn't come prepared! And my elfin intuition just doesn't--. Listen, I would have had seven or so to--. Where was it I heard that wobbling old guy snatch my intention with his hard voice? I remember he pulled a yellow bandana out from under this fish-hooks hat and waved it floppily at the lamppost as he jerked into dance; then--. You could have been there. I didn't have to. What is it with us, flittering from site to site? Do we think--? Must our sight not miss even one chance for that grand insight? Brian Arthur Salchert tg00006

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