Robert Charles Howard Poems

While Jacob slept on a pillow of stone,
He dreamed of a ladder rising up to heaven.
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If I could be a fly on Einstein’s wall
I’d buzz about from chair to curtain.
Watching him check out plans and gadgets
And scratch remarks on his papers
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A bell tolled
through the fog at dusk
to summon passage
across the roiling waters.
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Beethoven once said of the cantor of Leipzig
“Not a stream but an ocean.”

Sebastian Bach wove sonic tapestries
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When the arc of the hands of his watch
Reached the top of the hour
Sam pushed the throttle forward.
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A giant pendulum in the cosmos swings
      and galactic pinwheels circle in the aether.
The vernal equinox brings fairer weather
      as gentle rains sire life's new springings.
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After a grueling but fulfilling spring I'm back trying to smith a few words.

Should I send out messages to all of you with the new titles saying Read ME, Read ME, Read ME NOW Nah! If you read them fine, if not 'live long and prosper' anyway.
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Slim and mustached
Jerry sang his heart out
In bib overalls at his lathe –
The Mario Lanza of Kent-Moore Tools.
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High atop the mountain
A boy crouched alone in the vision pit – waiting.
Raising his red stone pipe to the four directions
He sent clouds of willow bark smoke
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Above the caldera at Yellowstone,
a brittle soilrock crust
caps a lake of liquid fire
with only fumaroles of acrid steam
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