The poet sang of concrete and paradise destroyed, the dollar stores are ringing up landfill fodder for the gulls. And when the bittern finds his habitat banned from our state, we know the ducklings roaming Lansing with their crutches have deemed to legislate away all the living – a person tries not to hate butContinue reading “The poet sang of concrete”
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The space between words
Into the lull steps Isabella – late summer comes the chipping when the cardinal desists from singing. No words, no words can ever match empathy like the wave upon the shore – the still is everything, muffled ever more. The voice of silence is a woman breaking, the measure of sound is a girl noContinue reading “The space between words”
Iniquity
The fact of a gas chamber is unremarkable. Like ragweed in late summer, giving the itch of nose, it comes and goes, one century after another. A death march is easily foretold. Scheherazade, that spinner of tales, could not be surer of how such an incident repeats itself. Infinite recklessness and chance – only fortuneContinue reading “Iniquity”
Bubble men
There is a pattern in the sky of dark, in the starry, starry night. Hunters and lions swing amid cumulus, weaving circles into lies. The old boys are at it, those highway blues again, I’m singing, singing, singing, those highway blues again. These men who live in bubbles like an unbrewed cup of tea –Continue reading “Bubble men”
Body parts
It reeks of disconnect – the severed head, but sing it must anyways of the bluest bluebird high dancing in the mountains and the chickadee darting on a thread of dee dee dee. The desertion of dignity happens with such ease whether pant leg or skirt betraying – no thought to history of sadness onContinue reading “Body parts”
Long haul drivers
When hate steps out from behind the door, the ever-talking troll spills venom with each line. He seeks to infect you – reader, with comments unbeknownst to library shelves. Take a stroll down each aisle and peruse each source – you’ll see. Where to follow lonesome star, protection from demons and gizzards and spies? BlueContinue reading “Long haul drivers”
Dove
They sift through seed together and feast on plant or feeder. I watch them from this window in the land of dawn. And this orchestra of two will bring a song of morn, with a strike, a bar that breaks the heart, sweet music where the eye will rest. Then comes escape – the drivingContinue reading “Dove”
Capital sinner
The market on the river brings the glutton out in me, the strawberry from the vine, the zester of apple tree, the juice crawling down my chin to stain my blouse, epicurean living renders me uncouth. The pretty youth who floats on the screen up in the air revs the sweat glands into molecules ofContinue reading “Capital sinner”
The popcorn strand upon the tree
The popcorn strand upon the tree, a Christmas once we knew- as children this was life. Brother Johnny off to war he went – the world has corners far for dreamers. And sister Sally studies long and hard – her future in the bag. Granny sits by fireside, remembering that once filled life. Sad JohnnyContinue reading “The popcorn strand upon the tree”
Picking strawberries in June
A cardinal is singing over the strawberry path as we bend and stoop to pick the ripest red. The language is foreign To my ears – the cadence lifts from Asia far or meanders in from Spain. We are all the same. This is what we do – as friends and children wander out ofContinue reading “Picking strawberries in June”
Anne's mediocre poetry 