Wednesday, February 15, 2006

Puddles of clouds fill the hollow vault
Jovial Jupiter skips the hopscotch board
A band of spectral colors stretch across the line
Sound of blank stares fidget with charcoal sticks

Paper is sprawled, stranding invertebrate letters
Twigs of sun light stacked on a table deck
Silver earring fall off the moon's lobe
Words rattle the cages of grammatical structure

Blue veins curled up on fishhooks for bait
The essence of waiting is wasting time
Recover sleep inside empty jacket pockets
Choke the pen at its hip to bleed words

Read into the past what the future holds
Live dreams in life before they expire
Suspend anxiety with a clothespin to dry up
Nothing is ours and everything too

The Winter of Autumn