her, in yellow

October 31, 2012 § 2 Comments

a barrel
bead
slid on a
string
dropped
with a click
the rain
slicked
terra cotta
capturing
brief waves
of her – flashes
of canary,
black web,
sweet
ivory accents

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vertical evacuation

October 28, 2012 § 4 Comments

scanning the horizon
gifted to me
watching for sunrise
waiting with the rest

all of us
doing what’s expected
of ourselves

all the while listening
for that little chime
announcing the start
of our
vertical evacuation

stoned

October 27, 2012 § 1 Comment

here on this stump
with a
hand
full of
anthropomorphized pebbles
each one with
something to
say regarding
my condition
small, old voices
I reluctantly
agree with

Birdsong

October 26, 2012 § Leave a comment

when I first learned that
Birdsong was sung for Janis
soft wings fanned the air

look?

October 25, 2012 § Leave a comment

if you don’t look you’ll
never have to look away
but, wonder you will

how to begin a goodbye

October 25, 2012 § Leave a comment

it may be best
to begin a goodbye
with a joke –
make it a dirty one,
hit the punch line
with one foot
hovering in the air and
an arm extended
running back style

don’t wait around
for the
laughter to end

Orbs in the UK

October 25, 2012 § 1 Comment

A little self promotion geared toward my followers in the U.K., my book Orbs is available on Amazon.com.uk. My most recent book, Water from a toad, will be available on the site soon. Just search Orbs Whitehead and you should find it easy enough. Thank you in advance for anyone who purchases it. Peace.

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