the blue sky
has brought out all
the happy idiots
who have never seen the sun
and stand
staring at it without welder’s glass
mouths open
and maybe this is a kind
of spring fever
a delirium of summer hunger
tomorrow will be the last day of the weekend
ten degrees cooler
with overnight rain
fewer cars
less happy idiots
Tag: spring
chicken little (20220429)
at my foot a small blue stone a piece of the spring sky
meadow adventures (20220423)
you spin but then you refuse to spin i force you with my hands then seek advice when I return you turn and turn and turn
spring (20210402)
young deer forage for apples
nessun dorma plays on the radio
my neck bones dry-leaf crackle
skin damage (20170329)
we wear each other like second skins
a tight fit in winter and spring
but in summer we peel apart
all too soon one of us is dragged
into the quick
threatening pain
scars
and blood
if freckles were the only damage
if only
in the spring (20170313)
no gentle spring rains
from the wretched grandfather clock
just the constant hunger for winding
we feed it tension and time
it belches chimes gears and fears
that reek of aftershave
brought tears to my eyes
an empty chair
a thousand sour, empty threats
——
Poem 20160225c
silent birds
there will be no spring
no blossoms
no green buds
to reach for the yellow sun
no signaled ending
winter sleeps
and in his flawed dream
his eyes close
then open
a cold world shot through with ice
white intensity
——
the secret keeper
Weekly Word Prompt #25
(5) Words: | REACH | SHOT | INTENSE | FLAW | SPRING |
Poem 20150331
erupt! spring out of the earth a thousand thousand grasses a million blooms heavy with the buzzing of bees and the hummings of birds who have forgotten the words and soon soon the peaches with their soft fuzz and their sensual curves dripping with sticky sweet nectar
Poem 20150226
Poem 20150208
the day cools
yesterday was much hotter
than predicted
today seemed much cooler
than predicted
the sky is blue
so blue
so clear
so pure
it’s a verb
it blues so hard
it hurts to stare at it
from my spot
on the couch
i spare it a moment
while i think about
something else
until looking at the sky
makes my eyes water
and i forget what
i was thinking about