February 10, 2007

Street Poetry

Of the "found in the..." variety. At least I think it's a poem:


Found at the Mountain View Cemetery, Piedmont.


Tumbling Away Life

Connect the dots or mots [?]
then green with papers
white and stained with canned sauces
telephone side on messy
tabel [?] waiting cleaning

Tap away and run
on patted mats or cold
wood floors colded cooled
artificially by fans
circulating hot air
having no effect to
little ones munching
crackers found between
toy trucks.


Posted by Dr. Frank at February 10, 2007 03:40 AM | TrackBack

I think it's supposed to be "table waiting cleaning".

Posted by: Bill Weitze at February 10, 2007 06:02 PM

You know, Bill, I believe you're right. Thanks!

Posted by: Dr. Frank at February 10, 2007 08:30 PM

My head is spinning.

Posted by: ellen at February 10, 2007 10:04 PM

Frank, you found my secret design for an innovative new casket! I was wondering where I dropped that thing -- losing it really cast a pall over what was already a real bear of a day.

Posted by: Dave at February 11, 2007 03:19 AM

I am so glad I found your blog! I have been a big fan of yours for years. PS: Congrats on the book nomination!

Posted by: Kevin Strickland at February 12, 2007 12:50 PM

So is the message of the poem "be yourself" or "let your smile be your umbrella"?

Posted by: josh at February 12, 2007 05:02 PM

Great and excellent article ts realy helpful. Thanks again.

Posted by: Thermage at February 20, 2007 08:29 PM

You might want to zot Thermo's spam-comment there.

Might what looks like "mots" be a weird way of writing "nots"?

Posted by: Sigivald at February 22, 2007 12:15 AM