we pad toe shuffle
we scuff shoe waltz
wet cobbles of night
hush now shush
be quiet or those
cats’ sharp claws
will rend, bite
thieves are we
of scuff shoe waltz
slick in wet cobbles
toe shuffle toe
toe shuffle we
scuff toe waltz
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scuff toe waltz
hollow of tree
i was hollow of tree
all chicken wire & song
come that october country
of hoarfrost & dream
rime burnt leaves stained
gold to vermilion & bole
crumble wake perfumed
i waited there alone for
that coming of you
rook & madder
flint & score
crow & calling
bone & fall
i was hollow of tree
all chicken wire & song
waiting mists alone for
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hollow of tree
throwing hands
why write poetry at all
when there is the wind
that carries 'hallo hallo'
of the crow, high up in
the cottonwood tree, to me?
i throw both hands away
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throwing hands
drag thorn
drag thorn,
too weary now
to pray
night drips
cinnabar
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drag thorn
rain under glass
sometimes we are all storm
with clouds iron heavy the sky and
weighty chains to rattle drag
a train flowing heart at behind
dress sensible, station shoes, silk:
a dream found you waiting
but we found you gone ahead
on and to without
with rain under glass —
left a crumbled platform
stormcloud in wantingTo like, click comments or:
rain under glass
waters unswept by wind
i fell drunk from the wagon
in thrall of a stained glass you
piercing flint storms calling
winter back into view
you should know, the fall
left me thorned flesh
for years now, i have been
prying septic wood at teeth
of all the beautiful goodbyes,
yours left waters unswept
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waters unswept by wind
break the wheel
asking earth to embrace
bone, blood and
drink flesh to drunk
give eyes blind to stone
to a cairn of song
give all to ash and acorn
break the wheel and
scatter it allTo like, click comments or:
break the wheel