The Following
Awokedid Ito trap a dreamuntrammeled in its art But hurriedly it lost its gleamThough I drew it part by part How to capture?How to keepsuch singleness of soul? Such loving raptureborn of sleep-‘twas one of Heaven’s foal!
Month: July 2020
Silken trauma
On a night,a web walked into.The sudden shockof snapping spidersilkgloving the face and earswith staccato sounds.I think of distant fireworks,and sweaters pulled from the dryer.
Menacing
That oily lit street cornerin the bronze dark..awaiting a scenebut, instead,so stark .
Empty, Within
The glory of the passing Shared among the weak Claimed by the strong Hold it up with pride Bear witness to this Ignore as my mouth fills With the … Empty, Within
Rawhide
Move on, we must. In boxes and bins, I carry my proxy love to the Stow-Away garage. Outside, the smirking cat has his wild bones on, drawing a bead on a tattered squirrel that curves down a dead-bowed limb. Night In the lush bush, there’s something that laughs. Treed, in a frightful dream it lolls, […]
Sun of God
The sun’s in streamers Caloric redeemers Limbic in their sway Iambic in their deepened beat of day
Mania (a haiku)
Stop chewing on stones for they will soon turn to teeth and heighten your pain
A terrible horrible no good very bad day
Lose face in poltergeist’s mirror We drive in stilted silence How high the corn?…I venture
Knowing you
I knewA girl who batted her eyelashesOne who touched meand had a tinkling laughOne who stood tearlessby her husband’s coffinthen criedwhen we joined handsOne who wasthe most alive personI had ever seenAnd one who told me thingsyou should not hear
Packing my bags
An apprehensionof not knowing the next move An assumed wordleft outthat should have been there The world goes cartoonish Walk with mefor I may not know the way Talk with mefor I know not what to say Do not trust meanymorefor I am poor and I watch a different show
Aremyfeetofftheground 