Bewildered though I might
sometimes have been
at cantilevering
into the spin
of the colossally
conglomerate
catastrophe
of me:
the secret?
Shhhh –
damn!
What a spree.
.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
Blog Archive
-
▼
2011
(353)
-
▼
October
(28)
- As If
- Finding We Are Here
- A Little Pull
- How We Could Get Along
- Sociology!
- The Musing Mind
- Celadon
- Audition
- Red Bull
- Just Because It Wants You
- Beauty Tips
- Oh,
- Shostakovich, Brahms, Tchaikovsky, Me
- Cantilevering
- Beguiled
- Sometimes You Have to Hang Your Head Down Low
- Naked Hairy Wary Thing
- Some Friends, Remembered
- My Problem With Your Hat
- Today, At Least
- A Point Past Which
- Pinkness
- The Five of Me
- Social Species
- The Word-God
- Dum-de-Dum
- Make Your Mark
- San Francisco
-
▼
October
(28)
About Me
- Guy Kettelhack
- I write roughly one poem a day. This blog is a continuation of a series of poem depot websites I'd also had through google, but which seem now to have filled up with my stuff to the point where I can't edit or add another page. So here I am. Since April 1, 2009 I've been adding drawings, one a day. To see them fuller size left-click on the drawing - and voila. To get an idea of who I am, google on "Guy Kettelhack." To see poems I've written previous to the ones in this poem depot, google on Guy Kettelhack + Act 2 (or just Guy Kettelhack + poetry): for kind unsolicited observations about my work by photographer Rick Shupper: google Guy Kettelhack + Holtermann Design LLC. (I'd provide links but they don't seem to stick here.) . . . thanks for stopping by.
No comments:
Post a Comment