16. Going solo
When I sat next to the rock star at the restaurant or just above behind and to his left I listened but didn’t intrude. He was with his wife or his sister and some other friends or helpers. When he was leaving and as I was ordering dessert he said my name in the way that people who don’t know me think it’s pronounced. I complimented his shoes and asked what I’d won. He said: nothing just saying hello. His song As the Light Is was in everyone’s heads. People think it’s religious but it isn’t at least not to me. #weeklypoemandpic 15.
Hikers A forest of siddarthas and the trees they're wrappped around. Wander the woods and catch a glimpse of the gardeners. There's no need to be the best boat in the water: you just need to float. I've never hiked. Well once as a college traveller. A buddy and I trailed along behind goats. We whistled and stole their bells. We worried about the shepherdess but she never appeared. My son said 'We'll win the rain' Who wins the rain? #weeklypoemandpic 14.
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PS: Your Poem a Week w/Philippe Shils - he lives in central Illinois. He has chapbooks available from Underground Books, Right Hand Pointing Press, and a collaborative one with his band The Red Wheelbarrows available at gigs and on Facebook by request. He plays old time banjo and has two kids who are patient with their father. Weekly Archives
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PS: Your Poem a Week w/ Philippe Shils
A poem and a picture weekly for a year. #weeklypoemandpic