Friday, August 3, 2012

Clocking In

I have no
romantic evening bell 
chiming dusk 
like 
a fine Japanese haiku. 
I only have 
the creaking
of the old man’s walker
calling me to duty.


B.F.M.

Agnostic

My convictions
are uncertain enough
to mock a falling sun
with thanks.


B.F.M.

Desert Poppy

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Desert Poppy
16" x 20"
2012
Digital prints available.

Artist: B.F.M.

So many wildflowers in the Sonoran Desert. The monsoon season brings them out; it's a lovely surprise for the uninitiated here in the Tucson area. Enjoy.

Remember what your mother said: share.

Thursday, August 2, 2012

Dolt

Sitting under 
a cottonwood 


pretending 
I’m a poet


I listen 
to echoes


plunder 
a breeze.


B.F.M.

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Advertising : Poet Laureate

If I hold my spectacles
in my right hand, placing
one of its hinged arms
in the right corner of my mouth
like the posing Billy Collins
on the back flap of 
Horoscopes for the Dead
will I too once have been
the Poet Laureate?


B.F.M.

Saturday, July 28, 2012

Dove

This dove
sits serene
yet, I know

it too 
will become 
prey.


B.F.M.

Thursday, July 26, 2012

Losing My Head Over You v2

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Losing My Head Over You v2
16" x 20"
Digital prints available.

Artist: B.F.M.

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Learning Spanish

To choose between 
a land mass called – Spain
or its women,
I choose to linger 
in tender grass 
in the lap of Abella 
outside of Seville
conjugating verbs.


B.F.M.