Just Update

Still writing on my book---can also check my blog at commonmanpoet.blogspot

Whenever

New poems to come soon .

Dreamweaver

Soon

Soon I will be posting new poems. Please look at the older ones

Dreamweaver

Hello Again

Some time since I wrote a blog. Spent the last few months completing my poem book. 112 pages of color -pictured poems. $25 includes shipping.

DW

poet.common@yahoo.com

ARIZONA DRAMER

ARIZONA DREAMER

Let my life be liveas a dreamer

for in my dreams

my eyes see future ways

in a world beyond

its boundsvisions darkly

shiftingin the mirror of my soul
DW/06

SMELLS

SMELLS
Saturday, March 31, 2007, 9:46:41 PM Dreamweaver
I have been told that the sense of smell is the strongest of our senses and last the longest. I am reminded of a corn field. The first plowing of the ground and the smell of fresh earth. The first cultivation-stalks about a foot high, the nostalgic smell of green corn. The yellow tassels sporting out yellow pollen to spread around the valley. And finally the corn picking, the rustling of the husks and the smell of yellow corn.Today was a nice days here. High about 75, clear for miles.Hey, baseball tomorrow, go Diamondbacks.

SMELLS1996

You can't see it, you can't hear it, you can't feel it,

But everywhere there are smells.

Are smells neutrons:perhaps protons,

Maybe atoms?

On this subject I will continually dwell.

There are many smells I dislike:

A dirty sock

Dead fish B.O

A pig pen

And skunks smells in the night.

There are many smells that I like:

A rose

A burning pinion log

Frying chicken

An even a smelly football suit is alright.

I believe most creatures can smell,

But can:

A fish smell

A grasshopper

A cricket

Or an oyster in it's shell?

I am told that smells last longer man's recall

,Remember:

Baking biscuits on a wood stove,

Or bacon frying in a hunting camp,

Or the perfume of your first love

,Or the composite smells in a cold morning in the fall.

Yes, I will wonder about the smell composition:

Why do smells last so long the ground,

Even after days, still scented by a fox hound?.

Well, now I believe I'll have the answer in my next edition.(maybe)______________________________DW

AN ODE

Several years ago while walking down the rode about a mile from home, I spied and ornage cone(traffic marker) lying against a fence. The road repair had be completed and the red orange cone had been left behind(I noticed the cone had been laying there for several weeks as I passed by). I wanted to get two or three cones to put in my car in case of a flat or breakdown. Every time I passed by it, the thought came to my mind: Should I get the cone or leave it there. I wrestled that thought in my mind.

The answered follows:



ODE TO AN ORANGE CONE


O, orange cone, what is your being

you from unseen present

to protect our lives

while we are driving

both coming and fleeing?


Black asphalt, yellow lines as we drive,

driving multitudes in the city:

O' orange cone keep us alive!


Upon us please have pity,

keep us safe until

for we all so ditty.


O' orange cone complete my will,

you lying there all alone,

as my dream to fulfill.


O'orange cone, I will not take,

a stealer I will not make.

DW/98