Wednesday, August 05, 2020

AUTUMN TABLEAU 


Wind in
the grasses.

In the distance,
a cemetery.

Beyond that,
cranes gathering

for winter.



IN THIS WORLD 


In this world
sometimes something
comes to pass

and brings a
poem with it --
goldenrod,

Queen Anne's lace,
water running
in a creek.



Tuesday, August 04, 2020

WISDOM'S MOMENT 


A boat
on the water.

Its wake
laps the shore.

Tomorrow
we will know

nothing more
than what

we learned
today.



THIS COW TOWN 


These plain clothes of mine.
I'm only a boy, green like

the weeds in this lot beside
the bar full of cow men

badly in need of a bath.
I can smell them even

here. The wind picks up
dust off the dirt street, carries

it farther than imagination
can run, farther than

the sheriff will go without
armed men beside him.

That's how this town is.



Monday, August 03, 2020

IS IT BETTER 


Is it better
to stand in
the stillness

or to make
of it a
poem? Some

argue one
way and some
the other.

I smile, nod,
bow my head
to blessing.



NUMBERS 


One is
a l one.

Two is
what two
do.

Three is
what rises
when one
stands alone.

Four is
the doorway.
You cannot
come back.

Five is
almost perfect,
except for
what two do.

Six is
what you like
morning, noon,
and night.

Seven is
next to heaven
though you will be
lonely there.

This is
how you count.

These are
what the numbers
mean,

which is
why math
is difficult.



Sunday, August 02, 2020

LONELINESS 


Loneliness
the color of

winter coming.
No one wants

to listen
and I have

nothing I wish
to say.

Learn from this
what you can.



Saturday, August 01, 2020

WITNESS 


Witness
to the
brightness

an out-
of-body
moment,

as if
lifting,
as if

silver
sears through
you and

beyond,
the idea
of heaven

farther
than you
can go.



Friday, July 31, 2020

WISDOM IS 


Wisdom is
the punchline

for a joke
I can't get

the timing of.



Thursday, July 30, 2020

SOUND OF MORNING 


Sound of morning,
the O of the
sorrowful dove

opening like a
vowel, like a sigh
after loving.


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