Coming Home at Dusk How faint the echoesof a loaded boomboxbelting out its metallic grind.Every deadbeat voice in townwould have been proud;delirious over the soundof a prodigal son – coming homein combat boots sinking under a naked sky.Making a scene with the tide – shaking your fist at the rainopen throated like your father;howling blueContinue reading “Coming Home at Dusk”
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Byline from Blacks Point
Byline from Blacks Point Rewind to a church on the rise:we’re making rough cutslike Burroughs & Matisse,getting down to businessoutside on the lawn, where fishingangels catch us unawares.Inside, antiquated minutes baskcover to cover – wheeled outfor a good once over –itching for a footnotein this time weathered collage;our own past turned inanimate,as though in glassContinue reading “Byline from Blacks Point”
Christmas with Emily
Christmas with Emily It is etched on windowsthat I will arrive at the meaningof Winter – scrawled with pencil on antique chocolate wrappers.In feeble long hand blisswe trace fine lines – cutting a dash through New England snow –the long & the short of itkeeping us at arm’s length. Codes in invisible ink humin surroundContinue reading “Christmas with Emily”
A Child’s Winter Show
A Child’s Winter Show Your voice receded like the sun – it fellbehind shadowed hillswith winter’s deft touch. The hours came – left usas slow as slow could be,drifting over blue dodgems and fever pitched furore. I wanted to reach upwith frozen hands, pullthe sunglasses from your eyesand watch the rain crying over toffee apples.Continue reading “A Child’s Winter Show”
Three Prologues
Three Prologues i It’s contagious –swapping energy currenciesinside a faux Havana bar;the grotesque & profanepeering through windowsat Mama San – a lunch hourscrewball comedy – moolahfor spicy rhetoric with a decorthat reeks of name droppings;of circadian rhythms awakened. ii I wonder how he coped –a shrinking Napoleon on St Helena;sketching cherry laurels& japaneseContinue reading “Three Prologues”
Conjuring You in Daylight
Conjuring You in Daylight I lit up in remembrancewhen you called out.How foreignly familiarthe sound of one’s own namewhen spoken by another –it leapt through your mouthas a linguistic curve-ball. Once, you turned bedfellows with skateboards into Gods,wrapped in musky sheets –still damp with night’s balmand stale ginger wine. A sleazy mannequinstood vigil – loneContinue reading “Conjuring You in Daylight”
The Ventriloquist
The Ventriloquist It’s contagious –all this spirit writing.Voices from the other sidebreathing down my neckevery five minutes – buttoned upin starch & lace – lips pursed,sharing a private joke in silence. The familiar surgeof unexpurgated words,exploding like glassinside the cranial suite –overturning tableslike Jesus on a bender;hammering home the pointand he doesn’t care who knowsContinue reading “The Ventriloquist”
Arriving on Set
Arriving on Set Wild perennials sing into a blue sweetness– hard pressed for wordsto describe this mettle;this ever present lightthat sings true in time. To whisper amongst Japanese Snowballs on parade– a rampant sun breathing down my neckin morning’s renewal; voices rising inside melike a Kabuki chorus in flight. ©️Orion Foote
Cognizance
Cognizance It was never in my rider:these plumes of damp mistwith their bluish grey drift– poised like a spiteful tsunami.An encore of unknown dread,when as a child, my eyesburned beneath horned prongsof ancient trees – outstayingthe dead on a seared hilltop.These things I knew – long beforehuman nuance or pageantry,or of tiptoed paths cuttinga dashContinue reading “Cognizance”
Kororo Lights
Kororo Lights(Haiku) In stillness you glow,Like ever vigilant guards;Lone witness at night ©️ Orion Foote
Visions of Orion Poetry 