Boulder... in Colorado

One Just Colorado Party

2011-09-06T23:47:00.000-07:00

"We are going to have a party,"

the Colorado woman said

and I took Clay meant it.

There's a space in the yard

'tween the houses

where we all live

that a grill can fire communal

Where we can all eat righteous

right on the yard lawn.

front porch cottage & jazz

2011-09-06T23:34:00.001-07:00

court this cottage-porch

like jazz

a half-moon on the cloudless sky

everywhere is youth

like the breath of breathless days

born of nights never ended

wind is a happenstance

weather waits 'til winter

and the congregation rests upon the sunshine here:

what's the next front porch

where the raft-ride passes for purity?

I'm on the lip

where everyone rides

here & hear the now

Rain on the Colorado

2011-09-06T23:33:00.001-07:00

Colorado rain here in Boulder doesn't come often, and warns before it does.

Everyday the thunderstorms alert the news, then never come...

...yet thunderless drops today, padding down piney in the yard.

First drizzle in a month, prevailing spit, the leading edge of a moist front.

When the rains came, airs fragrant & cool, there was upright rosemary, now that I am resident here.

Brace for the breadth of this Colorado rain, and rain it forth first days and days.

In the Flatirons' Shadow

2011-09-05T22:56:00.001-07:00

you would like it here
inside my porch light
beneath the mountains’ shadows and the overgrowth
out of sight
beyond the revelers
holding our candlelight vigil
for no one else
but you
whenever you are due
then I’ll pick you up
and we’ll walk my sloping cottage floor
out my kitchen door
hiking the back alley to Chautauqua
into the the rock-red Flatiron foothills
and wait until we get to the peaks to kiss hands
looking over the littlest city I’ve ever heard
embracing our thank you for coming

for the smell out of vistas