Two Guitars

 Two Guitars - from the journal Never Doubt, 1978

Shadow

 

Shadow - sketch by douglas brent smith, 1978

More of the Pipe Saga

 

Sketch by doug smith.

there at last

brick by brick the

hard high wall around me

began to fall

with music so soft

only intimate ears

could hear

when with that wonderful

tenderness so overflowing in you

you touched my aching

concrete cynicism

and kissed my world weary

mind into dreams

of singing

laughs of growing

and joys

of being alive

like each bare brick

of that wall

you slowly, oh so

carefully dismounted the doubts

freed the fears

and with quiet little steps

entered my heart

in a halo of rebirth

revealing that

there were once two loves in my

crowded carefully plotted

closed-hearted life:

my rusted roaming van and my

faithful guitar and

now

as sunrise welcomes Spring as

living brings new growth

i joyfully see

three.

-- douglas brent smith

 

H.B.E.

(pretty little almond eyes

sleeping next to me

breathing such sweet loving sighs

questionless and free

pretty little almond eyes

snuggle close to me)

with unexpected joy i find you with

your welcoming radiance

a once illusive happiness

floods into my soul

reckless and free

a thousand wild laughing tingles

glowing from the flow

of days with you

and nights with you

and secrets we both know

(high brown eyes

h.b.e.

waking next to me

whispering about your dreams

such sweet certainty

pretty little almond eyes

share this world with me.)

-- douglas brent smith

 

Analysis Sketch with Stars

 

Analysis Training Sketch with Stars, from journal #12, Never Doubt (1978).

Sketch: Early Mustard Seed Theatre Company

 sketch from journal #12, never doubt, 1978.

This is a drawing of Peter Hoff (now known as Zeke Peterhoff, and me, wearing our Mustard Seed Theatre Company T-shirts and apparently juggling with our minds.

Good times.

and the radio played

sunlight shimmers in

her eyes her

breasts dance with

each tiny breath

whispering

my name

-- doug smith

 

Mysterious Towers

Notes:

I remember as a child being fascinating by the concept of Figures in text books. Illustrations were often labeled Figure 1, Figure 2, etc. I wondered, "why don't they just print the title of the picture?" but never found out.

In fun and tribute, I named this doodle Figure 1. It appears in journal #12, never doubt, 1978.

not inconsequential

of course there were thousands

of rational even dramatic

reasons why we would

never work out or

remain together like

gravity i keep falling for you like

fate untested and irresistible because

that voice those eyes that nonstop dancing and

because

you could tie a cherry stem

with your tongue.

douglas brent smith

 

Busy

 Sketch: Busy, from journal #11, never doubt (1978)

no, again, so

your soft kisses danced

across my face

your agile fingers

found my heart

stars and planets shuddered

underneath

the stark, darkness hinted

with each breath

your eyes with tiny tears

smile up at me

pleading, asking

begging (gleefully)

though your voice

said firmly

"no."

douglas brent smith

 

glutton

precisely because

i can not tame you

or hold you to promises

you'll never keep

for the fumbling from friction

and tension weeping in the night

wondering where you are

incredibly over the constant

terrors you touch me with

a velvet glove over fondness lost

losing with the lies from eyes once true

now gazing on weakness

crushed under your strength

i wonder why i

want you more than before.

douglas brent smith