YARD SALE - 3737 Orange Avenue
First stop Big Lots for water, batteries and chocolate
Then Sacramento Airport for Dick to rent a car
It's a beautiful day today, even the motorcycle cop
that just passed us didn't have his jacket on
We were treated to a brunch that Rolo made
Of onions, sausage, scrambled eggs, toast and jam
So much food we couldn't finish it
So Thelma packed the leftovers for us
And read from the Inner Look during brunch
This is walnut country and we just heard that
The monolith was defaced with red crosses
Dick's still singing from last night's festival of song
Two women sang acapella close part harmony
"As I went down to the river to pray"
We are astounded by the extremeties of the time
Then Sacramento Airport for Dick to rent a car
It's a beautiful day today, even the motorcycle cop
that just passed us didn't have his jacket on
We were treated to a brunch that Rolo made
Of onions, sausage, scrambled eggs, toast and jam
So much food we couldn't finish it
So Thelma packed the leftovers for us
And read from the Inner Look during brunch
This is walnut country and we just heard that
The monolith was defaced with red crosses
Dick's still singing from last night's festival of song
Two women sang acapella close part harmony
"As I went down to the river to pray"
We are astounded by the extremeties of the time
Kurt & Ken (Mobile Poem)
ELK GROVE
A sub prime mortgage community is on our right
Along with the Slakey Brothers factory and an aquaduct
Ken couldn't be heard over the noise of a passing Coca Cola truck
heading home to Sacramento, the City of Trees.
The air is full of Harley's splattering noise as their pledge of honor
The louder the better, we're coming up to the Capitol Freeway
But veer off to North 5 to the airport.
This is California's center of power with its golden bridge crossing the river
The ghost of Ronald Reagan haunts Arnold and haunts me
Like a shame that's hard to accept.
California keeps electing stars to run their state.
This is a game the republicans have mastered
Putting puppets out front
The radar is enforcing everything out here
Let's take the Garden Highway, the next right.
Along with the Slakey Brothers factory and an aquaduct
Ken couldn't be heard over the noise of a passing Coca Cola truck
heading home to Sacramento, the City of Trees.
The air is full of Harley's splattering noise as their pledge of honor
The louder the better, we're coming up to the Capitol Freeway
But veer off to North 5 to the airport.
This is California's center of power with its golden bridge crossing the river
The ghost of Ronald Reagan haunts Arnold and haunts me
Like a shame that's hard to accept.
California keeps electing stars to run their state.
This is a game the republicans have mastered
Putting puppets out front
The radar is enforcing everything out here
Let's take the Garden Highway, the next right.
Kurt & Ken (Mobile Poem)
FROM 5 TO 80
In the new suburbs where
3,000 square foot homes are built on top of one another
With just enough room for a tree
There are plenty for sale here
As the California housing market continues to melt down
Like a shrinking polar ice cap
We are over the Sacramento river again
The same one that passes a block from Rolo and Thelma's
A billboard asks "where does the lotto money really go"?
The schools no longer have music and art programs
It's a big issue here, while more soldiers are killed every day.
It's OK to have a war, as long as you ignore it.
The new wild life sanctuary is dotted by McDonalds billboards
"It's iced to meet you"
I wonder how much money it takes to turn this farmland
Into several thousand homes that look exactly alike.
In the new suburbs where
3,000 square foot homes are built on top of one another
With just enough room for a tree
There are plenty for sale here
As the California housing market continues to melt down
Like a shrinking polar ice cap
We are over the Sacramento river again
The same one that passes a block from Rolo and Thelma's
A billboard asks "where does the lotto money really go"?
The schools no longer have music and art programs
It's a big issue here, while more soldiers are killed every day.
It's OK to have a war, as long as you ignore it.
The new wild life sanctuary is dotted by McDonalds billboards
"It's iced to meet you"
I wonder how much money it takes to turn this farmland
Into several thousand homes that look exactly alike.
Kurt & Ken (Mobile Poem)
MORRO BAY - DAN ROSE
Grizzled and ancient, bowlegged and wobbling
He spouts bits of bemusing nonsense
Back at the van, time stops momentarily,
As everyone forms an amazed circle around him,
Enjoying the unexpectedness of his odd colorful humor
"Come back for a poetry reading in October,
To my soon to open fireman's diner,
Five dollars a meal. We will welcome you to baked potatoes
A hundred toppings, Ninety nine of which will not be available!"
Grizzled and ancient, bowlegged and wobbling
He spouts bits of bemusing nonsense
Back at the van, time stops momentarily,
As everyone forms an amazed circle around him,
Enjoying the unexpectedness of his odd colorful humor
"Come back for a poetry reading in October,
To my soon to open fireman's diner,
Five dollars a meal. We will welcome you to baked potatoes
A hundred toppings, Ninety nine of which will not be available!"
Erika Teahan
4/17/08
4/17/08
GOING HOME
Sailing along Highway One
Yellow green hills rolling alongside us
Herds of galloping Oak trees
Like so many still life buffalo
Simultaneously lean into an absent wind.
Yellow green hills rolling alongside us
Herds of galloping Oak trees
Like so many still life buffalo
Simultaneously lean into an absent wind.
Erika Teahan
4/17/08
ON THE ROAD TO STOCKTON
Flat verdant vistas
Brown and white bovine shapes
Dot the landscape
On the hills, the horizon silhouettes
A bevy of sleek three armed structures
Whirring on and off
In mechanical other, worldly cadence
Odd juxtapostion of the pastoral and space age
What puzzlement they would have cause
Don Quixote on his crusading quest
And for myself in startled bemusement
As I view their absurd towering robodity
Yet another time.
Brown and white bovine shapes
Dot the landscape
On the hills, the horizon silhouettes
A bevy of sleek three armed structures
Whirring on and off
In mechanical other, worldly cadence
Odd juxtapostion of the pastoral and space age
What puzzlement they would have cause
Don Quixote on his crusading quest
And for myself in startled bemusement
As I view their absurd towering robodity
Yet another time.
Erika Teahan
4/23/08
4/23/08
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