Saturday, August 29, 2015

Summer Rain

I was asked to write about it
Upset about the ride so far
What to do but keep going
The look the plain agitation
This unceasing travel maybe
Lucky enough we'll see above
The elevated language raining
Now on the sage nothing better

Friday, August 28, 2015

Region

In the early enough
Let's face it
Before you know it
Trouble ahead
Cypress

Dream of nothing
It doesn't hurt
Will go away
Someday this
Will all be
Grapes

Just remember
Lives spent
Impatient
Remembering
Wheat

We would die
Under the memory
Taking
Anything
And everything
Olives

Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Dreams So

Our dreams so small American
big under the magnifying

glass that is more than a little dusty
images appearing so large

Our fingers waiting for ourselves
action we took no looking back

faces memorizing lovely smiles disappearing
Where are the trash cans for the trash we are not

Their words will eat them some day
then they will know what we have been

leading me back to your face
fearless hearts faces naming

dreams counted on an inch
given another mile wide moon

Tuesday, August 25, 2015

Fall Run


The rest falling away
Old wall painted
Over with the fresh
And just knowing
About the layers
Making it seem solid
And thicker
Our lives:
Rain wind sun
The real river
There, underneath.

Monday, August 24, 2015

Dreams of Long Ago

Milk air
Close mountain
Baby snake
Lost
On the sidewalk
In back
Of Depot House
Too cold
To move.

Sunday, August 23, 2015

Details West

Those were the details
Added in later
With a gunshot
A signature
With a rope
A silence
The handshake.

What matters
ospreys sitting

Smoke-filled
Fires everywhere

Up and down
The plateau

Its river fingers
Running cold
Over old lava beds.


Saturday, August 22, 2015

Sleepless In Maupin

Nightmares, continuing on
into the next day

Featuring
Vice
my P.O.s





       (Vice Principals

Chasing me into the teacher's lounge
Their radios copying the principal, security

Scholastic magazine purchase order

Rejected

Three times)    For.).  Not.)     Meeting.)

The. )
Standards.


The answer is both
Both are correct
All of the above
miles of bubble sheets
brain' s lone silo
Now full now filling.