thistle flowers sport
mauve Elizabethan ruffs,
elegant decor
Categories:
ruffs, flower, imagery,
Form: Haiku
rough lumber
and 32 inches of
concrete stabilized cobb
with interior and siding
and rough lumber ends
to make the interior
look like a log cabin
a overlapping roof
with windows centered
16 inches inside
the
rough lumbered walls
a rustic modern
living area
to sheild the
persons from the
ruffs of winter
and the harsh heat
of sumer.
Categories:
ruffs, music, science, song, sound,
Form: Ballad
Still clear and sunlit
are the tanned, weathered faces
of the fisherman,
their bloodshot eyes,
beanies and checkered shirts,
how they
stood hip deep
in their boats
looking up at a gathered crowd,
the fish arrayed in neat rows
with glistening scales,
caressed, turned
and splashed with seawater
by reverent hands,
translucent mops
of squid and trays
of crabs whose tormented
writhings rippled beneath
blankets of wet
hessian bags.
I can hear accented
voices yelling out prices
and frenzied seagulls overhead,
a haze of smells
and noise jostling
in a silvered morning,
when all was spliced
and wound into a bright
necklace of wire
from which a dozen
or more fish hung
to carry home,
a ring of “tommy ruffs”
fit for the pan or to smoke
in an old tea chest
until they became
a sweaty glaze
of amber flesh,
a filet of sunlight
and good to eat.
Categories:
ruffs, fish, nostalgia,
Form: Free verse
Linen ruffs and lacy cuffs
And farthingales and tassels;
Petticoats and hose and cloaks
Like those once worn in castles.
Fastenings of hooks and eyes
And buttons, strings and laces
Used instead of zippers to
Keep closed important places.
Milliners and stocking knitters,
Shoemakers and such
Pushed for authenticity
In looks and wear and touch.
Seeing Shakespeare on the stage
The way that he intended
Must have had a top-notch team
Who cut and sewed and mended.
“Twelfe Night” was magnificent.
The all-male cast impressed;
But kudos, too, to all the folk
Who got those actors dressed!
Categories:
ruffs, clothes,
Form: Rhyme
feeling that s/he could
write a script that would
play out the events of the
coming weekend before
they even occurred, feeling
that each & every moment
would be so typical, so
routine, that it might be
better to sleep the whole
thing through (sleep
with a chance of interesting
& possibly maybe even
exciting dreams), feeling
that this is how it has
been for quite some time &
this is how it will be
until that last breath &
then,
the sweet unexpected
pitter patter of water droplets
quickly hitting a flat surface
woke him/her from
her/his slumber,
so that when s/he opened the
door to the kitchen,
s/he found a huge leak in
the ceiling & yet s/he swore
that s/he had a neighbor above
him/her---knew it was
raining outside, knew that it
was coming down like
the proverbial meows &
ruff ruffs, but alas, before
s/he even called the landlord,
before dawn had even broke,
something had happened
which s/he could not have
predicted & it was beautiful,
because change had
occurred.
Categories:
ruffs, life,
Form: Free verse
its moving up
from the bad stuff
we all must
brush of the ruffs
and starting groving
the
WORLDS MOVING
Categories:
ruffs, devotion
Form: I do not know?