sunshine new

sunshine new

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz
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dawn

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sunshine new

a pencil lay corner mind
eraser gone to oblivion
ink supply in rapid succession
lays spilled
i near forgot the notes written
by someone called me
i hear song without a word of quiet
early year, January, the soul emptied of spark & rhyme
cast as poet, norther hemisphere,
hearing me sing! ha!
i find near a humble retreat
i am home!

here no rules rein
i swallow spit,
blow the eternal nose
hear a belch coming aboard
yes i have sailed my mind
its the least an old man can do
for fun in a sprawl of sunshine new!

© 2018 Alfred Kukitz


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thanks margie!

the years invested in reading, writers cafe, the people here just add a tremendous joy to my life.

regards,
al

Posted 6 Years Ago


I love the way your expressions feel uninhibited & joyful, celebrating the everyday details of being a writer & being an old man (or for me, an old woman). It's like this for me -- the sun shines on my back & on my computer monitor as I write each morning, then I go about my day feeling bits of joy from the various things I write & other writers reply & it makes my ordinary limited life feel so expansive & meaningful, if only in these everyday details. Love that bright little highlight you've shone on me! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 6 Years Ago


thanks kelly!

we had the 50’s for weather yesterday. how sweet!

regards,
al

Posted 6 Years Ago


thanks E!

within the home lives of comic version of nonsense
my buddy, herr mahjor, a cast of characters, theme that accompany the farts and burbs.

regards,
al

Posted 6 Years Ago


thanks emma!

i feel like the flame of fire, puffs of word smoke sifting from neuron to neuron.

regards,
al

Posted 6 Years Ago


thanks helena!

those avenues of consciousness have the breath of the random.

regards,
al

Posted 6 Years Ago


thanks doodley!

i’m nearing the end of anna karina when the thoughts explode. i viewed the ending the next day.

regards,
al

Posted 6 Years Ago


thanks jacob!

whoa! the storm of age, great line. take care!

regards,
al

Posted 6 Years Ago


Clever little write.....stream of consciousness. I agree with the other reviewers, so i don't have much more to say except that I liked it Al!

Posted 6 Years Ago


i needed this one this morning...heading out to the courts pretty soon...but wow, it is a dreary morning, just stopped raining...and i feel the storm of age creeping up on me...the clouds want to burst and i try to stave them off.
thanks for this, my friend.
j.

Posted 6 Years Ago



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Added on January 27, 2018
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Tags: pencil, rhyme, spark, ink

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Alfred Kukitz
Alfred Kukitz

Deering, NH



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