Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Bayou Confidential Bethman Hollweg
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Guard outside the Wortham nods at me.
I ease down steps past pools of blue water.
(It looks blue, but it’s really clear, you see.)
Towers rise like a scene from Blade Runner.

Beside a brown slough called Buffalo Bayou,
I sit on concrete steps at water’s edge.
This spot, where wild elderberries once grew,
some one sleeps under the Bagby Street bridge.

I scan the area, nobody’s around.
I light up, blue pungent smoke disperses.
Cars crossing the bridge is the only sound,
And the scratching out of verse in discursive.

Display of sunken wrapper is found art,
complete with animation; minnows dart.

It's lookin' all good down there in the 'hood.

Love the imagery and the feel of this... You took me there. Thank you! Last couplet ties it all together. Fine work. Welcome to the Studio! Looking forward to reading more of your works.

Doreen Peri wrote:Love the imagery and the feel of this... You took me there. Thank you! Last couplet ties it all together. Fine work. Welcome to the Studio! Looking forward to reading more of your works.

ditto! minnows dart--and regroup and return, and I really enjoyed this and I look forward to more! more fine works! ...and welcome...!

"Houston* you're my home
I love that dirty water"

You took me there too.
You painted a picture in my mind of
the remnants of the natural world in the heart of a city
like secret groves
and the life under the bridges





thank you for the poem
I miss the city
and the found art too.

*Not from Houston but any city feels like home to me

Interesting how you move from clear blue water to brown slough and back to blue smoke. I never saw Blade Runner so must imagine faceless skyscrapers. Imagery? Great! jim