Craig Cornish Poet Free verse

E Klaman Bottles

the chimneys teeter
held semi-erect like a
“mommy helped” gingerbread
        decoration
balanced on a black canvas
artfully decorated by
Jonathan Livingston Picasso
    wannabes

the miniature cityscape of a
rusted AC left to die among
more modern towers stand
   nonchalant 

the canvas frosting tops
a fine cakework of masonry
its valor and pride
long since diluted
betwixt pretenders –
more modern masons who
knew neither pride nor patience

yet the carefully splayed art
laid by proud callused hands still
to my eyes the same as it was
to the pointed finger of his bride

a nights rest well earned
as its relief blossoms
in the sun’s setting.

a gull peers below
as patrons never looking up
escape with proof
of their existence

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Sheri Fresonke Harper September 12, 2018 at 7:43 PM nice bits and pieces create quite the collage, enjoyed it.

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart August 25, 2018 at 10:43 AM An abstract I cannot comprehend but like, a lot: I suppose to be taken in like a painting, loving Johnathan Livingston & Picasso... my open mind swirling. I have no idea what the title means either. Craig Cornish August 29, 2018 at 1:29 PM Love it Maureen Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart August 25, 2018 at 10:46 PM And now like a hard candy melting on my tongue! A courier birding for years, i did a run of 3D paintings of elaborate old rooflines lined with pigeons. Your was muse speaking directly to mine ;p Craig Cornish August 25, 2018 at 8:38 PM LOL yes, the voluptuous ambiguity. This weekend we stayed in a hotel overlooking Portland Me. harbor and looked down upon a 19th century building long since repurposed. The name on the front was my title yet they sold T shirts and other kitsch stuff, but the building was special. I really love old buildings and never stop looking up in old cities. This had a flat roof where seagulls would hang out and I couldn't help but think of its history and the mason that built it.