By Lawrence “Mack in Texas” Hall … No more the withered summer-browns of death / Crumbling and sere upon the dry and crackling ground / Beneath a Rime of the Ancient Mariner sky – / Leaves in autumn colours are falling now
By Lawrence “Mack in Texas” Hall … Memories of a drive-through just won’t do / Set something on your table, if only for you / A turkey plate from the grocery store / Two side dishes from cans, or maybe more
By Lawrence “Mack in Texas” Hall … Being a ‘possum can only be rough / Dragged all over the yard by a dachshund / A furious dachshund half its size / Until it collapses into a faint
By Lawrence “Mack in Texas” Hall … Squirrels! / They’re up the trees; they’re down the trees / They swarm each other just like bees / They’re up the oak; they’re down the pine / They really need a traffic fine
By Lawrence “Mack in Texas” Hall … We don’t know much about the coppersmith / (Indeed, we don’t know much about each other) / The works of an artist’s hands may serve the Lord / Or else they serve Ephesian vanities
By Lawrence “Mack in Texas … Sometimes we march in step along the route / At other times we seem to fly in pairs / Or sometimes trudge a lonely path in the night / And hear the music of a thousand spheres
By Lawrence “Mack in Texas” Hall … Hummingbirds buzz the sugar water buffet / At this junction for the connection to Mexico / I feel I should be wearing a white apron and cap / Refills for everyone – and will that be to go?
By Lawrence “Mack in Texas” Hall … Of course all our friends are dying away / Old age sneaks up on us, ghosting us in turn: / Yevgeny, Jimmy, Dusty, Judith, Rod, and we / Who blessed each other in our happy youth
By Lawrence “Mack in Texas” Hall … There is no stillness like a cat / To the laws of physics a stillness unknown / When all is still he is stiller still / Even stiller than a stick or stone
By Lawrence “Mack in Texas” Hall … This August is indeed like a yellow flame / Death writhes among brown-burnt withering leaves / The grass is as sere as Macbeth’s acrid soul / And garden hoses drip in futility
By Lawrence “Mack in Texas” Hall … She’s fresh and lovely on the television screen / Promoting a recipe for a sugar-free treat / And fashion tips for being In The Scene – / Her face on the fuel pump is ever so sweet…
By Lawrence “Mack in Texas” Hall … No one is fully awake in this strange moonlight / The magic won’t work if we think of it / Pirate ships can’t fly if there’s logic about / And lovers would never touch hands
By Lawrence “Mack in Texas” Hall … Everybody writes about the moon / Often trying to force a balky rhyme / Along the continuum of spoon and croon / Which just won’t fill the bill, the quill, or the time
By Lawrence “Mack in Texas” Hall … Purporting to love nature is a commonplace / This does not mean that nature loves us back / We often look for nature’s smiling face / But nature looks for us as a tasty snack
By Lawrence “Mack in Texas” Hall … Great men of thought, of character and strength / Have built from time to time empires of industry / Empires of soldiers and sailors forcing conquests / Of ancient lands and nations for their own purposes
By Lawrence “Mack in Texas” Hall No, of course he’s not an Amazon; he’s a manNavigating a big ol’ delivery truck through lifeFerrying to addresses this side of the StyxBrown pasteboard boxes and white plastic envelopes I wanted to ask him about his goal in lifeBut he was in a hurry to turn aroundAnd continue […]