It starts with Antigone – heroine renown, old Creon did not stop her, respect of hallowed ground wove through her soul and brought death into healing – this tragedy is told, sorrow lends an ear the minstrel sings the song. Her words are words of Biblical psalms. Rebel, rebel he knew the score – harkeningContinue reading “Tiny acts of rebellion”
Category Archives: Life and Death
I might find it amusing
I might find it amusing to watch Rome fall Ii I was a Toltec or a visitor from Mars. I’d smile at every shout of greatness as they tarry off to hell, but then the iter carries me and I can only weep for once was great society rambunctious in their words turned sycophant andContinue reading “I might find it amusing”
The book of forgetting
It nests within carpet fibers, that enter the room thought, lint blows after you when you leave, nudging at your back – backtrack yet again and you wonder how soon will you be your mother, sitting in her chair without the days of yesteryear. This herb is for remembrance yet it slips beyond my tongue.Continue reading “The book of forgetting”
Canvases are flying
Into the wind they sail like paper airplanes, afloat on the molecules of moisture, and then they come soaring down into puddles of mud and stained with grass. They doted on the child who was born with golden hair, eyes of innocence, red apples at lunch and a banquet – a table set for dinner-Continue reading “Canvases are flying”
The gentle earth is hidden
The gentle earth is hidden when neurons run around; the junco and the goldfinch have disputed Niger’s perch; no hunger is abated when instinct makes a push, and then the Cheshire smile awaiting brings paw to claw and so we watch as dirt meets bone alas, forever more. The cats who owned me stayed insideContinue reading “The gentle earth is hidden”
A never ebbing sea
He waits upon an empty bench- the man who does not see. He calls in toneless syllables- the man who will not hear. He shudders at the changing youth- the man who cannot learn. He leaves the fair before it begins- the man who will not try. What of these men who live yet die?Continue reading “A never ebbing sea”
Requiem redux
At the steps of Washington they stood- the people. I was with them, nothing but a marionette life in this sweet land. Instead of a preface Can you describe this? Yes I can* If in the distant future this aunt still resides in the mitten shaped from ice – if she is still here andContinue reading “Requiem redux”
and i sat watching
for a pot of gold for a ripe tomato for prince charming for an end to loneliness for a place of solitude but i didn’t see anything except for a cockroach except for a broken promise except for a worn out shoe except for a paper chain which is strung around my neck and iContinue reading “and i sat watching”
what i’d do
i’d do most things for you i’d swim backstroke through tidal waves pulling me under the under toe i’d do it yes i’d trek upwards on ground dirt bike paths blinding my eyes that sun is but i’d do it eroding my feet to stumps crutching my way along over there i’d go yes i’dContinue reading “what i’d do”
I will not change
I will not change I may get stouter, shorter, grayer, but I will not change. I may move on to other places, situations, heartaches and defeats, but I will not change. I may get lonely, crossed and overlooked – the snake may cross my path dragging me down with him, but I will not change.Continue reading “I will not change”
Anne's mediocre poetry 