Jon.  Yes…I do have a collection - not yet typed out - of poems on Frontier teabag sachets.  So in actual fact the collection is spread between teabags and notebooks equally of sufficient length to accommodate my epic-ally small pieces.  I keep these poem/teabag structures in my checkbook for safekeeping.  So if anything ever happens to me (?) the first thing is to check my checkbook for teabags and poems.





wednesday 16 February 2011
[the hillbillies of new mexico]

frontier carpark - in back

an ansel adams full moon

olivia - urantia -

like hamlet's ghost

steps from the shadows

tells me she

broke up with sam!

- her twin looks on -

she  said to him:

"look at his eyes"

- I left - with phil






January 23/24 AM

sleet slows traffic

on central a monday

morning rush reduced

by weather to

the meteorlogical

- the norm

the ordinary

in terms of

physical realism

like the rain

like the snow

like weather






February 7 2012

ocean green but

blue tides sweep

the view from nob hill -

the rushing light

fusing shades of

rainbow hue

blending in the

pastel morning -

too bright to be

here for long

but not hiding

or ashamed to

rue its existence

this liquid new

horizon this brief

and all too visible

almost infinite clue







September 17 2012

ed said he is

not violent in his

boxing non-violent

manner - his non-violent

words of engaging

in verbal sparring a

barrack room vocabulary

reminiscent of socrates

or cicero which aims

to win or score points

by provocation and

intimidating language

the kind a barber might

use in the ring -

while snipping or snapping

or trimming




Poetry submissions are welcome.  Email theditchrider@gmail.com.