Here’s the next in sequence from my 1996 sonnets. Hope you enjoy it. This afternoon: Moon June Spoon #3!
6/13
A black umbrella wobbling above blue yellow &
purple gingerbread houses thru sheets of
rain with its maple sap half life & an avenue meantime menaced by
black rotary phones & princess phones & the stained
glass doors guarded by dachshunds with
bobbing heads & the only fish that swim past Marlowe sport
big black dew laps like Jerry Lewis bow ties tho
Marlowe feels like a kite doing the deadman’s float tho
Nantucket is pretty far off still &
Maggie’s flickering there like a lovely black haired candle a
smattering of black-eyed Susans blooming across her
black scuffed combat boots tho as usual she’s a
concertina exuding Nino Rota
tho the wedding got rained out in the 2nd inning
John Hayes
© 1996-2009