Thursday, August 16, 2012

This Exact Morning Moment

I’m as kind
as a porcupine
as long as you don’t 
know
what a porcupine is 
and think
a pin cushion 
is cozy.

B.F.M.

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Flower Drop Soup

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Flower Drop Soup
16" x 20"
2012
Digital prints available.

Artist: B.F.M.

It's one thing to have a fly in your soup another to have a flower. A spoof on Egg Drop Soup.


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Dust Storms

Your elders gloat like lilly pads
on a pond
under sunscreen and broad hats

thousands of miles from their 
grown children.

Then the call comes:
“your mother, she fell”;
"your father, has a spot, lump, cough.”

All this is an unexpected 
thunder storm 
carpeting your sun.

You don’t know it yet, but you’ve 
just been drafted into the minor leagues
playing for a team plagued by dust storms.

B.F.M.

Monday, August 13, 2012

Friday, August 10, 2012

Awkward Gong

I tend to let
two, three weeks
pass before
hearing:
gong, gong, gong

Then it's all I hear:
GONG, GONG, GONG.

**

The you and I of it
pack our baggage, 
say our goodbyes,
wrap ourselves 
in salve & gauze.

Say curses, 
close our doors,
and wonder what 
we saw in the color
off pink.

B.F.M.

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Lover's Call

Caught off guard
she calls my name 
like an office mate
needing a paperclip.

B.F.M.

Monday, August 6, 2012

Churning

This afternoon
I was an oak
disturbed
as a bee hive.

B.F.M.

Sunday, August 5, 2012

Being

Morning dove
soaked with sun
rests 
on the wrought 
iron fence.

B.F.M.

Competition Backside

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Competition Backside
16" x 20"
Digital prints available.
2008

Artist: B.F.M.

Here we are in the middle of the Olympics. This is one of my favorite events. I created this piece back in 2008.

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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.