Saturday, June 14, 2014

Bridge

Bridge on the dirty road (for local traffic only) over Bosque river. Parallel is busy traffic on highway. The road passes cemetery full of her family. A barn built on order. Planks were shipped via train. Red bird is singing. Bridge to understanding. We could have fun together. I was to tight. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 6/14/2014

Friday, June 13, 2014

Space

Space Space, space, I need more space to hang upside down from the ceiling. A closet is to small and all insect died there, or was eliminated long time ago. The closet smells like moth balls and lavender. I need space, space to hang down from the ceiling, to fly out thorough an open window into black night to look for live insect, to hunt until morning and then come back to hang down from the ceiling; try to sleep. No, they are using detergent, they are spraying and scrubbing the floor right, under where I hang. Space , space … One lonely bat is looking for spacious barn in the country to share living, and some social life, with other bats. Space, space, what I need is space. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann 6/12/2014 POW! assignment

Thursday, June 12, 2014

Ding

Ding, ping wearing pink lost his shoes, has to go barefoot without boots. Hop, hop, jumps over rocks. Ding, ping lost his sting Jumps hop-scotch. Bearded ding dances csardas he enjoys so much. Ding, mink everywhere stinks. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann 2011

Saturday, June 7, 2014

Hell and Heaven

All angels’ trays are overflowing with miracles’ requests and other calls for help. Hell reports the highest unemployment rate in years. Devils are having locusts, fire-ants and such for breakfast, dinner and lunch. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann 2013

Friday, June 6, 2014

Sneezes

Honey, I am home. A house is empty, my honey is spending money in the store. Did you hear little tiny sneezes during the night? You have to listen well. My eyes caught a cold. They have cold and they suppose to sneeze, too. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, 2012

Wednesday, June 4, 2014

Shards

Beautiful July Saturday afternoon. Little boy is riding his new, red bike, with training wheels, on the cemetery road. "Where is your cat?" he yells. My cat didn't get a bike and he doesn't know how to ride it, so he can't do what you can. Middle aged woman walks her dog. The dog poops and she doesn't pick up after him. Then she returns her dog home, comes back and lays down in a little cemetery clearing to get little suntan. An old man is buying two cheeseburgers and two coffees in a mini market. He spills coffee, doesn't ask for refill and pays full price. How will he explain half full cup of coffee to his mate? "I spilled it. I am too old." Little bit memory written on a paper. Little bit memory will not get lost. It is a nice warm day. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann Pottsville, July 2011

Sunday, June 1, 2014

Ruined Birthday

It suppose to be your Birthday present like a candle, which doesn't sing and you couldn't blow it, so none of your wishes came thorough. Now you have to wait for your next Birthday. Copyright (c) Marie Neumann 2011