Monday, May 25, 2009

Memorial day. Some kind of green.

Today Ryan sat under a tree (see tree)


He watched children play in a fountain (see fountain)



He allowed his mind to relax under the warm summer sun(see sun)






While he relaxed he wrote something.


some kind of green

fresh mint, birch, and martini olives. 
Soiled and polarized,
filtered, shaded, and overlapping. 
Braille skin and creased kaki. 



He then rose, a new and rejuvenated man, happy to be alive and almost fully recovered from his hangover.