Brown Stone

Universal Studios Lot, Instagram by sessepien 

At cross purposes, my bike walks 
to your apartment, for let, to wake
a free spirit determined to leave
these brown bricks
dappled in sunlight and a promise
of celebrities for view. 

© Gerry at Strummed Words

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Sexy Pout

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from Magpie Tales

"I'm too sexy for my love

Too sexy for my love

Love's going to leave me" *

* "I'm Too Sexy" is track #2 on the album Up. It was written by Fairbrass, Fred/fairbrass, Richard/manzoli, Robert.  Read more: Right Said Fred - I'm Too Sexy Lyrics | MetroLyrics 

That being said

What's the pout

for again

don't wait for 

a response to 

your witching ways,

said the man on the grandstand.
© Gerry at Strummed Words

Piano Feet

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My toes find purchase on your keys
While I swing my arms, open to the breezes
of time that pass by in the sun's arc.

Tiptoeing around your curves,
the cure for a malaise throws itself
casually back to the skies, 

The dance goes on with the music
of an inner being playing with abandon
the notes of this curling time. 

© Gerry at Strummed Words

Cobbled Sidewalks

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New York at Night, Vivienne Gucwa

Cobbled Sidewalks 

Walking head down, on cobbled sidewalks,

I remember wintry mountains,

Sparrows feeding in the snow,

a wooden feeder filled

with dry brown seeds.

The bright lights of the city call to me

but so do the songs of birds on the wing

fluting in the trees or fluttering

for space on a birdfeeder

standing on a trellis in the snow. 

© Gerry at Strummed Words

Not a Selfie

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self-portrait, Francis Bacon 

Not a Selfie

The Pope takes selfies, or allows someone to take one 

with him smiling among the eager young.

Today you don't hide behind a camera but relish your face

among other faces 

for all to see.

You and me, we hide behind our masks

While we grin at our camera faces,

Selfies we show the world,

without really showing

who we pretend to be.

Wasn't it easy then, to snap someone else

while our faces are hidden

and expressions mute

behind an old camera face. 

© Gerry at Strummed Words