Tuesday, March 8, 2011

house on charles st.

palm of hand
cool of glass
gentle hands, jolly laugh
cowslip spode
& blue bamboo
irish oatmeal evey morning
with captain kangaroo
silk of sofa pink
curtains of lace
regulator clock
ticks us thru our days
windowed bed
and squirrels in treetop bowers
as dylan sang of spain & watchtowers
smell of time
books & lore ...
the smell of whiskey thru the old kitchen door
tales tucked into every room
dust & love
& french perfume
time escapes, but love lingers there
fast asleep 
in that old plaid chair

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