(NASA sounds of the planets)
Neptune speaks to us
as we knew he would.
In swirling blue gusts
of cosmic winds.
Close your eyes and
dream in this “white noise.”
What visions come to your
“mind’s-eye?”
No man-made Zen chants
can equal this mystical and
mind-soothing piece.
A solar system sonata.
©TPuma/MMXII
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Monday, August 20, 2012
BOYS
I watched a half dozen boys
rough-house on a lawn.
Shirtless and bare footed,
they played their version of football.
After the ball was passed
and caught (or not),
they would pile onto each other.
I recall my 12 year old self
and that same scene,
when I felt a nascent
sexual attraction for
my team mates.
I was curious,
which of these boys
would leave this game,
with awakened feelings
of more than just football
on a summer afternoon?
©T.Puma/MMXII
Friday, August 17, 2012
GUNNISON
At Gunnison Beach
I spent the day,
a beautiful place
and oh-so-Gay.
But after I had
several beers,
the beach seemed to be
crowded with Queers.
I spent the day,
a beautiful place
and oh-so-Gay.
But after I had
several beers,
the beach seemed to be
crowded with Queers.
Monday, August 13, 2012
THINKING ON A WEEK-END (EASTON MTN.):
A scenic drive in the rain.
Hours of conversation.
Sleeping under the stars.
Wearing a Sarong.
A half-day of music.
Spirituality.
Surfer-boy.
Paul.
Powerful Orgasm.
Melancholia.
Nervous breakdown.
Too emotional.
Tired.
Happy.
Wet.
Miss.
Return to reality.
(there must be a poem in here somewhere???????)
Love.
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