A genius for the margins, like a stray shopping cart rolled up and jutting from a snowbank, or in spring an abandoned yellow umbrella tumbling along the gray railroad lines in a light rain,
The reflection of the reddening sky in the west facing panes, or the first crocuses in the city lot shooting up between beer can and soda can,
The chain-link with the corner pulled up through which the kids trespass into the abandoned grain mill to paintball and graffiti, or like the pedestrian bridge over the expressway garnished with fence on top,
Late at night the streetlights filling the rainy streets, taking root in the potholes and sewer grates, as our elbows share a window ledge looking out at thunderstorm,
A cricket lives less than the summer months, a star for billions of years, though a monarch butterfly flies south for the winter, and the robins return in spring.









wild and wonderful: bookmarking this !!
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Thanks, John! That’s good to hear, been feeling a bit off my game lately.
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no need, Bob: you’re ON TOP of your game !!!
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Thanks, John!! 😊
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mangoes is this ever some fresh stuff like you just released a new album out of nowhere and with pictures and videos. that is one beautiful eerie video of echoes and light beams…..the imagery you conjure in the words is also a new way for you. i like it man. really excellent. i like the other poems too but this one is like a third baseman who reveals that he also pitches and hits homeruns.
question. Is that a cat in the last photo? it seems too big to be a cat, but not a fox, maybe a mix, a new species?
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Thanks! I’m glad you liked this one. I was a little nervous about this one. The video is me inside the grain silo. It’s really cool to go inside, and the echo is crazy. Sorry the quality is so bad. Don’t know why my phone took such a bad video. The last photo is a coyote. I was walking along some rail road tracks and I thought at first it was a fox, but when I came home and showed my wife, she said it was a coyote. Which is really crazy. Didn’t think we had those in the city.
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actually, i found it to be great sound quality, the way the echo slowly fades.
geez, a coyote! i don’t know how aggressive they are. musta freaked you out a bit even if you thought it was a fox…those i’ve heard can be aggressive.
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The coyote wanted nothing to do with me. But again really crazy to see one. Glad I got a photo of it.
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i got hooked on the bugs bunny road runner show right from the first time i saw it and i was lucky to have a road runner stuffed animal but there wasn’t much stuff…..that speedster was all muscle. but seriously wile-coyote is a legend, almost a mythological being to me, all of those characters are.
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Yes! Me too…wile-coyote had mythical status for my whole family. I watched so much loony-tunes growing up. Amazing stuff. My kids now love it too.
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i guess it was my intro into the desert and red granite cliffs and pranking people.
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Wow, wonderful–both verse and photos!
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Thanks, Diana!! Glad you liked them. 😊
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Beautiful images!
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Thank you!!
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And ‘hello to you too!
Really like this piece.
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Thank you!!! Glad you liked it.
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This is a really stunning and elegant piece of writing, Bob. Brilliant work! And I love the coyote.
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Thanks! I was really surprised to see a coyote in the city. I thought it was a fox at first. But really cool to see one.
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For sure. We have a pair of foxes in the neighborhood (their den is underneath my neighbor’s shed across the street), and they have 4 little ones. This morning when I was making coffee, I saw mama fox walking through my backyard. Her tail is really skinny and kind of mangy looking. At first I thought it was a coyote.
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That’s really cool you have foxes.
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