January
The aloes are growing -
it is cold - but - they shoot themselves at the windows
dark green - moving - outside the snow becomes fog - becomes breath
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Showing posts with label new growth. Show all posts
16 January 2017
22 May 2016
Poem-A-Day #83 : Spring Break
Spring Break
The slope comes to the riverbank
where it is absorbed by the rounded pebbles
and the smell of damp
New trees pop from the edges of clear
they are leafing and basically twigs in mud
placed there by a child or parent of a child
Sound of frogs and of birds
cicadas cocophaning in the limbs of larger wood
they will all fall soon make a snow of bodies
How fucking clear is this water
and cold
it fills with flash bang fish and noise
The clouds catch on mountains and pull seams
like two hands ripping off a tank top
everything pours into our eyes
The slope comes to the riverbank
where it is absorbed by the rounded pebbles
and the smell of damp
New trees pop from the edges of clear
they are leafing and basically twigs in mud
placed there by a child or parent of a child
Sound of frogs and of birds
cicadas cocophaning in the limbs of larger wood
they will all fall soon make a snow of bodies
How fucking clear is this water
and cold
it fills with flash bang fish and noise
The clouds catch on mountains and pull seams
like two hands ripping off a tank top
everything pours into our eyes
14 May 2016
Poem-A-Day #75 : New Leaf
New Leaf
Cardboard tube split along its spiral axis
unfurled
painted the purest of greens
Cardboard tube split along its spiral axis
unfurled
painted the purest of greens
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