This Particular Sunday: A Monument

Is being built northeast of town
on a rusted field of birds and grass.
Thickets hum dark past the verge.

A seahorse cloud floats
over a shell of dusty leaves
talking above us.

The monument
to this particular Sunday
grows in the shadows tonight,
a moonplant.

As the orchestras of Italy
practice the first few bars
of the monument
to this particular Sunday,

gaffers tilt the stars.

Site

From the website Overheard in New York I give you this.


It Wasn't Work, It Was an Audition

Guy #1: You look really familiar to me; what do you do?
Guy #2: I'm an actor, poet, musician...
Guy #1: No...Did you ever work at Bloomingdale's?
Guy #2: ...Yes.

Jack's Dogs

Jack's Dogs
Originally uploaded by sbchapm.

This is just a crazy picture of my friend's three dogs. The brown one was quite patient with the two like migraine dogs.

Driving from Eureka on 23

Driving from Eureka on 23
Originally uploaded by sbchapm.

I took this driving back from Eureka on one of the most beautiful drives of my life.

My house

My house
Originally uploaded by sbchapm.

Hey y'all! This is my living room furniture! Yes!