voices know (wo-wo-wo)

the voices in the wind are talking oh wo-wo-wo oh-wo wo-wo every time I think I know what’s really going on wo oh-wo-wo-wo wo-wo oh-wo-wo quiet for a moment nothing for a spell I think I understand it but no oh wo-wo-wo the wind knows better wo-wo-wo I know nothing wo-wo-wo and nothing oh-wo is … Continue reading voices know (wo-wo-wo)

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sound returns

brrraaaaooooowwwooottt broooowwaaaaoooottt sound travels beneath the water brrrooowwwoooottt slow waves long distances high speeds brrrreeeewwwooottt buurrrroooowwwoottt and the sound of waves bouncing off coral washing on beaches returns brrrrwwwwwooooorrrrtttt brrrooowwrrrrttt © Frank Prem, 2017 Poem #20: wearing down

thwocking turbulence

the thwock-ing of a copter blade luffed my ears and echoed right through the house I searched window to window trying to locate the source of the reverberation there high an afterburn image of blades spinning somehow pursuing themselves always half a thwok behind and a ripple through the air like petrol in a state … Continue reading thwocking turbulence

a-wooing for coffee

Yellow Bourbon E- special Ethiopia Yirgacheffe as well their green beans turn to brown in the oily smoke with a cra-cra- crackling sound coffee over the stove-top it's Espresso that gets me wired here’s a batch of beans green-to-brown them turn the heat much higher grind them start the day right percolate the bubbling growl … Continue reading a-wooing for coffee

transcribing from the original

four-two-wit four-two-wit four-two-wit I am capturing the lyrics but I don’t know really I don’t know whether I can decipher them into words wardle-ordle-ordle-ordle yordel-odle-odle-orrr----orr wardle-ordle-ordel yordle-odel-odel-ey perhaps this is close idle idle-idle-idle I am idling in sunshine idle-idleidle I am idling away I have just tried singing the untranslated copy aloud outside the magpie … Continue reading transcribing from the original