(2014)
#Fall
inhumanity kills boys civilization kills girls
The taste of winter ice Dug in August from the sawdust Of Conley’s ice house The slap of the screen door On Grammy’s porch
In the lamplight leaf shadows break on the ragged edges of my heart
surf and turf of St. Andrews olde salts and bullshit under one blue tarp gossip thick as molasses sparks quick as match-lit gas
white-rimmed waves crawl reluctantly shore ward moody city skyline rebuffs shafts of sunshine cloud confusion
(Based on the fact that 95% of household dust is our own skin cel… flakes of me circling in the sunli… bits of you lying on the bureau gather them in a beaker
Life has a way of playing the vile… Or, providing an evener, some migh… I, who did not want to go to war, Seeing the senselessness of it, Stayed at home to work the farm -
I am a rock on the shore of the magnificent ocean millions of years by the magnificent ocean and millions more
Autumn dusk descends Street lights run on rain-slicked… To glistening pools
wind tangled trees coiling across a yellow moon spiraling leaves surf-curled dunes
the darkening hills a triumvirate of crows in the glowing gloom
pillars of sunshine through cloud - heavenly suburb under construction
we saw your burnished footprints in the soft beach sand followed them across the sea and through the shattered sky beyo… ‘one small step for man’, he said
the silence of colour palette of fall reflected on water white birch trees granite rocks
Empty moorings and Quiet lighthouse watch the bay Crawl back to the sea