From a Valley Pew Let the sky’s breathtell it’s ancient story –it will remain herelong after we have left;after a horn player’s lipshave turned the night blue –calling a different tuneas summer grass fades. Listen to the clatterof children – teethrattling like castanets –treading barefoot over stonesthrough icy water;my page gathering wordslike morning flowers –leavesContinue reading “From a Valley Pew”
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Field Song
Field Song In ravages of daylight,he tracks the orb’s declinetowards the arc of the Birch. Sun baked hours concedeto shadows–blisters crackwith open parched throat; a brittle earth churningbeneath his cortège–in stepwith hooves & gyrating ironwood. ©️ Orion Foote
Codger’s Notebook
Codger’s Notebook Mid-morning Camellias pingunder a muted sundial –Codger notes their progress;his concertina file pregnant with earmarked outtakes. Afternoon chill factors hoveinto view on the horizon –their misty eyed vapours hint at surmised outcomes;all annotations are updated. Dead letters depart on cuetowards a vanishing point –time is beside itself, sunbathing at another empty juncture;all fodderContinue reading “Codger’s Notebook”
Almost True
Almost True Your words throw gravitasacross silent winter skies;peeping through dusty shadesof lavender cloudsas if ripe for translation.We have all met beforebut we just don’t know it. These things will remain;compress & distortthrough a corrosive eyeuntil understood by all. And isn’t it also true,that the tracks I leaveare processed by memory;that I am hereyet seemContinue reading “Almost True”
Unsent
Unsent At the grimace of dawn,you watch the dayrecede from the minds eye;keep watch for first signsof spring – made good on its word. Each small living thingis seen through infant eyes,and a blue interim has liftedthe frost – shaken black seedsfrom their frigid cradles. At days end you dinewithout hunger – without the weightofContinue reading “Unsent”
Interim Eternal
Interim Eternal In ramshackle light,a stellata blossommakes its last stand;rallies against the blightof a humbug season. People live & dieby their own devices around here – minglewith those of another kind;gather nebulous clues to another’s Rubik’s cubefrom the corner of their eye. Some flinch at echoes.They shy away froma well meaning sun,or avert blinking eyesfromContinue reading “Interim Eternal”
Home Truths
Home Truths(Tanka chain) Kiki scans pagesof morning’s feline gazette.She nose tracks lettersin earth scented light columns;marks time shoveling fur dew. Black coffee belchessteam from kiln fired cup. Speakerssquirm with hot vibes – it’s Ry Cooder pulling the stringsall over Chavez Ravine. Sun beaten facesperuse stacked rows of new spines.I watch their eyeballssearch for cryptic codesContinue reading “Home Truths”
Flash Bulletins
Flash Bulletins In joining up the pixels,my senses throbon high tech alert. These fibre optic days,despatches travel as quick as light.They bounce back at us from autocues – starchedanchors in wardrobe glossrelay them in HD vignettes. The morning brought plasmaupdates & widescreen data;issued a warning – tingled like the intro to Strawberry Letter 23.Tonight, theContinue reading “Flash Bulletins”
As Is So Often the Case
As Is So Often the Case Units of centimorgansvie for attention with dailyword conundrums ridingshotgun—it’s become a focuspoint for staying the course.Holding onto that thoughtis the new shapeshifter now;an eternal blip in the present. So, how does that sound ?,she offers through the wires,not wanting to appear in anyway unhelpful—like thebated breath of magnifiedsilence insideContinue reading “As Is So Often the Case”
Visions of Orion Poetry 