clairvoyant with your eyes shut
always said the sun could rise
on any day
family chatter swells and falls
evergreens whisper in the backyard
gossip one day they'll leave
doldrums in a headlock
fold hands and pray time stuck
time struck but then sleptwalk
solstice moon not hitting soft
no favors done here
sheathe your claws
tapestry ties woven again
draw a bead on you
deadly portraiture
paletot in the winter
it gets colder than you
drafty wooden hold up eaves
creaking stairs below belie
you were gonna get married
until you weren't one night
whispers in the backyard
linger like unkind fog
snowfields promised
falling centimeters a second
trains beckon
to abscond with you
if ever arrive
made home in waystations
rearrange your case while you wait
dead stock dandelion
in want of meadow day
penny lane costs dollars now
appreciate the sun could rise on any day
but hope rises quicker
anywhere but here
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20/20
Poetrya collection of my work, thoughts and feelings from january 2020 through the present which apparently is currently april 2024. poems, drafts of poems, opinions, reflections, and collaborations. Infrequent updates. this is my fifth poetry series. Yo...
