“Do you love me?” Yes I do … “Are you my father?” Yes, I am … “Who is my mother?” Hard to say … there is a bit of inbreeding “What?” There are your brothers and sisters in you … “How does that happen?” I helped it happen … [Raised leaf-brow] “So how was I…
Fly — Away
Fly away — find a way winter falls — away gone Drift away — glass crash sky’s a way — down ground Melt away — down fluffed feathers feel — day dawn Fly away — find a way spring — away gone. ∞ Submitted as part of “National/Global Poetry Writing Month” (#NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo). Today’s…
Curtains
Bedouin of the summer sheikh camped upon the air conditioner cooling your richness a fur coat your plumage your reign a desert trek a scalding deck panting sweating tongues salt upon your nose prints draped crown keffiyeh blessed be your eyes following hope leader of our tribe. ∞ Submitted as part of “National/Global Poetry…
A Question Heard
I. Upon the moonlight silver rhythms are sliced from the quiet an iambic foot carried over a threshold, still. II. A dog barks echoes approach halls reverberating an Amazon a COVID package delivered. III. Thump, bump, kerplump broken fallen to earth A stranger interrupts the serenity nature beheld. IV. An old friend a dusty memory…
The Storm
The wind blows with a crash and storms the earth Streaks of air catch wisps of hair hold my breath The ground rises, turns in circles, ascends My eyes grow dark, torsos twine together their girth Shutting out light, through bars of limbs, a death, Chain me to the bark of blasted tree, it ends,…
A Dis-Ode to the Mushoom
As a foodie — it pains me the lack of pang, the indifference, for fungi foraged from a forest floor gills, spores, or teeth — mush all not a morel, not a morsel, nor saddle, I’m bareback all the way, I’d rather walk, than search for a jelly cup, hens of the woods, foul to…
Bun in the Oven
We all start the same way — mostly — buns in the oven, proofing and rising, but for me, not just a resting place, my culinary beginnings, my birth, my crumb elastic and moist, growing with structure, held formed and tight by a golden crust hard with experience and knowledge the artisan in me, captured…
The world don’t owe you nothing
The world don’t owe you nothing so like a bird without a dream scrape the sky and birth the day. The day don’t owe you nothing with knuckles raw, grind infinity spark the minutes, free your soul. Your soul don’t owe you nothing circle fist around beating heart Sing your syncopated pulse a melody. The…
the syrphid
Hover with beating wings flower lover Fleeting with iridescent light meeting Reminiscent the wasp, feeding self-sufficient Stops upon a wild rose buzz your hosp Nose deep in dusted pollen your clothes Fallen seraphim cast away foreign Steam the rim of summer’s cream Skim the sunshine of golden trim Mine the sugary of floral wine Fly…
Osborne
You stand the sentinel of midnight drank A drawn black shadow against azure 14 metres of nothing upon the tawny grass Your brandied herd, not more than five score, You roam in space, held dark in place, Charging the horizon, with cars we race, Distill the seasons into strength and proof Mix the sun with…
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