Poem 20151222

the water trickled under the fence
at first
carving out a channel
through freshly laid earth
swelling
rising over the edge
of the sidewalk
carrying soil
over the curb
a dirty waterfall
washing down the street
to puddle and waste

the water carried the earth
as the water always carries the earth
eroding it
and making new canyons

the dry riverbed
in sedona
rusty red from being submerged
millions of years ago
now hot and dusty
and waiting for rain
to carry boulders the size of jeeps
over cliffs
dirty waterfalls

earth carried
in the invisible hands
of water

Poem 20151217

the secret to breathing properly

is to imagine the lungs
expanding beyond capacity
as they fill with air

as they fill with the air
breathed out
by people you know–
the ones you work with
the ones you live with
the ones you love
the ones you hate

and those you don’t know–
the dead who breathed these same atoms
years-decades-centuries-millennia ago

fill your lungs with the air
that the dinosaurs sucked in
when the comet hurtled toward them
they all breathed out at once
a world-wide gasp

fill your lungs
and don’t let it out
let it stay inside of you
and become like smoke
in your alveoli
and only let it seep out
through your pores

Poem 20151216

the wind pushed the sand
into my eyes
and made it so i
couldn’t see

not you

not where i was going

i could hear footfalls
and glimpse the shadows of shapes
moving through a storm
that peeled off my skin
each grain a surgeon’s blade

when the wind stopped
my eyes were empty sockets
but i could see
and i was dry bones
but i could walk
and the sand
had submerged under a sea
of deepest green
and the ocean moaned
a single word
or was it a whisper