Category Archives: alive

not a frost, but a dew

rarely,
there comes along a tune
so sudden and not a moment too soon
barely,
does the wolf ever neglect the moon
accepting sounds of light so true
are gifts received dressed in blue
at midnight, there comes forth
not a frost …. but a dew

Jimi Bodansko
12-24-2020



what is this in front of the lens?


picnic table


zooming all the way in ….

zoom in


jet stream ….


freaky ass magnification


whispers with headphones on


what goes around, comes around


stand, march and speak out ….


medicinal music sauce

scars occur,
wounds heal,
let them heal with time

feel the music,
good vibrations
set spirits free ….
catchy tunes are medicine

a caged door
is meant to be open,
bust it down
with vigorous enthusiasm
in rhythm along ocean tides
splashing among shorelines
much more than borderless
land banned from coexistence

surf and turf platters will abide
as tartar sauce meets barbecue ….
where one becomes two
including everybody,
not just a few.

Copyright 4-1-2017
Jimi Bodansko


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