2 poems Teflon rocket, coated a milky white tinfoil traversing the qualms of a Jovian scape flash in the pan unaware scruples an eye peering out of a ravaged land plied and screwed scraped and scribbled a hard scrabble egg flying not frying twisted by gravity life living troglodytes in trouble finding fault with the universe is like complaining about the weather hah! Wear a hat.
this is my response to Robert's great photo on
all ways 11. Look closely, as I have added a little something to the mix.
the original picture is
HERE... as 'Reflection'.
stop in -- he's a master at his particular brand of digital artistry.