religious experience on easter (20210404)

the forest god
makes an appearance

this time triumvirate
an earth mother
flanked by muscle
that always accompanies
true sacredness

the grass bends under her step

did you think she
would leave no trace
no evidence

she asks no questions
gives no answers
not even hints
only long meaningless stares

she is gone
the ground thumping
like the hollow log
that it is

Poem 20141211

at easter
the kids hunted in the backyard
for eggs bill and i hid
the eggs had money in them
fluorescent pinks blues greens yellows
like a rainbow gone radioactive
in the comic book sense of radioactive
hiding in bushes and grass
and empty flower pots and the coiled hose
among the smooth river rocks
on top of the cinderblock fence in plain sight
we led the kids around until they found
the easy ones
then hinted by standing near
where the harder eggs
were hidden pointing with our feet
leaning against the wall
and carelessly exposing the egg
in its hiding place
and the kids knew what we were doing
and didn’t care
and filled their baskets
little victorious hunters