r.f.Lee
    RIDDLES


    1.        Earth Magic
    2.        Second Hand
    3.        Out Laughing
    4.        Howbig
    5.        Cheers
    6.        Last Gasp
    7.        Ears
    8.        Steps
    9.        War and Pea Soup on the Floor
    10.        First Person Rings
    11.        Digyerglory
    12.        Towncrier Sez



    r.f.Lee
    EARTH MAGIC

    If the world seems beastly
    and makes you crawl
    when you try to fly
    and fall

    Join the fourfoot
    on the land
    sift some earth from paw
    or hand

    Free earth magic
    for those born
    in Virgo, Taurus
    and Capricorn



    r.f.Lee
    SECOND HAND


    The river of Nausea
           my friend, Roquentin
    is hardly for sailing
           near drowning at best

    It may be of water
           or concrete and iron
    it may be an unroad
           it may never end

    There might be some free rides
           circus and ski rides
    there might be a wall
           or a national guard

    Where one day stands a highway
           the next but a rut
    Where once there is candy
           later just junk

    I pray fortune lead me
           I pray fortune lead me
    beyond second hand
           beyond second hand



    r.f.Lee
    OUT LAUGHING


    Country she rolls
    uphill down smiles of sunshine
    with hearty breath, hey
    climbing so smooth, gliding
    up the mountaintop
    going out laughing

    Winds blowing
    scratch backing hold-on
    fresh air running in
    waits a minute for the mirage
    billboard happy
    waiving at the bend

    Close by a tree says goodbye
    looking at it another way
    what we have here, gentlemen
    is strangely comic case
    (and you can laugh today)
    atomic case I say

    The county channel
    stays tuned
    to you
    for
    ten years
    following this test

    I don’t have the time and energy
    you can’t forget Uncle E
    all done
    in-jest
    missing the joke
    we’ve redrawn the line

    Nodeposit
    point of return
    cold station midnight north side
    city sump pump
    complete self-service concrete wall
    there must be anotherway

    Radio injection system flows
    out of the way
    buddy
    do you have a dime?
    fire’s coming
    final stroke decision

    Prophet says
    he wants the end
    together in cast iron parties
    baking in the sun
    waiting for final feast
    on the other world’s table

    Circus streets
    boulevard bypass
    freaks
    want to get back
    another way
    get back home

    To the country
    she rolls along easy
    we’re all meadow now
    concrete dream ribbon
    mountain dance
    renaissance village alive

    Carnival avenue glows
    full with joy baskets
    skipping
    flying
    we are a better way
    like a million dollars

    Too
    many
    noisy
    coins
    flipped

    Sing to the jingle bell
    buy stocks and bonds in people you love
    hold hands in the street
    mountain park
    fair ground everywhere
    going out laughing



    r.f.Lee
    HOWBIG

    How big are you?

    Does your arm touch Pluto
    or just your nose?

    Doe you see for miles
    or to your toes?

    Do you read the stars
    or magazines?

    Do you eat thick steak
    or pork’n’beans?

    How
    big
    are
    you
    ?



    r.f.Lee
    CHEERS
    (UNRAH CONNECTED UNIVERSITY)

    Percussion as brass
           man as steel
                   there’s no other way to feel

    Sandwich season
           berry wine
                   lost the need to stay refined

    Temperature
           means souls to feed
                   turn around and plant the seed

    Touch a tree
           walk the sand
                   down where water turns to land

    Watch the sun
    see it set
           still think it’s easy to forget



    r.f.Lee
    LAST GASP


    You don’t have to teach a bird to sing
    a dog to run or sun to shine

    The summer seems to know its place
    so please let me find mine

    Machinery’s treated dignified
    repair and high respect we give

    Let there be more than object rights
    give people the chance to live



    r.f.Lee
    EARS

    I picture the time
    using my IBM
    when the words that I say
    and the games that I play
    are replayed on tape
    instantly by 3M
    to a magnetic disc of a friend

    Who looks up at me
    from his shiny GM
    with the tone of his voice
    the volume of his choice
    telling me innocently
    in stereo FM
    he really wasn’t listening at all



    r.f.Lee
    STEPS

    We take a few more steps
    wondering how the earth could be so kind
    to support another set of boot-heels on her back

           She says she’s tired
           but all of her children are a joy
           even if we can’t see how we hurt her

                   Supporting her family with the seas of life
                   the nourishing rains and winds of mothermilk
                   until aged and worn from so long a life

                           She can only collapse
                           will we still be saying to ourselves
                           what can be done?



    r.f.Lee
    WAR AND PEA SOUP ON THE FLOOR


    Sunday evenin’
    nothin’ to do
    Toby takes a peashooter and aims at you

    Makes you mad enough
    to hit him back
    so Toby starts to hit on Jack

    I start shootin’ everyone
    and everyone’s peashooting me
    till there’s no more bullets, not one more

    Just war and pea soup on the floor.



    r.f.Lee
    FIRST PERSON RINGS

    I walk through forest trees

    so tall and I’m so short


    They’ve been there so long

    still growing


    Will I when

    I’m so old?



    r.f.Lee
    DIGYERGLORY


    Drive on wig, dig yer glory
    ever wonder at you are
    to a blot ascribe a medal
    shower out of tag and jar

    Drive on wig, dig yer glory
    paper fickle, clay the lore
    under do the clever teller
    vaguely a decided core

    Drive on wig, dig yer glory
    once declare the fringe along
    tiny brittle space informing
    distant fellow, winning song

    Drive on wig, dig yer glory
    praising star and picture light
    still between the rank and holy
    quote the drifty feather night

    Drive on wig, dig yer glory
    brake a snore the show unbound
    grin the widest tired shadow
    stirring few the humble found

    Drive on wig, dig yer glory
    up the morning vendor wall
    sell a favor, hum a line
    bending root for supper call



    r.f.Lee
    TOWNCRIER SEZ

    Light the candle

    for a long dark night ahead


    for the power man ages

    old and tired


    For Aquarius

    Coming tonight