Ode on Mayuary
With apologies to John Keats
You know, you shouldn’t go to Cannon Beach
To brace for a flood in the parking lot,
Nor in optimism attempt to reach
On foot the corner store…
human nature
My Day 15 Poem for the May 30/30 Challenge is up at Tupelo Press!
Chimera
What cause did I provision for my own death
to be ordered & carried out? Which of my features
amounted to monstrosity? My prescience to forewarn your
Lycian forebears of cataclysmic storms & volcanic eruptions? (…)
I’ve managed to scrape to the half-way point, and would still be ever so grateful for your generous HELP!
Dolphin Bodies
Mindful of my sandy feet skimming the sea-foam
I still try tiptoeing
the silvery flicker that parts the waters because
unlike Christ’s canonized stroll upon the waves
my miracle
of wresting words loose from language
& setting their dolphin bodies forth
to swim into their unbound meanings
slides past
ensconced in a halo of mist
along with everything
every last pearlescent thing
that was lost to us
when we were emptied
& jettisoned into the sea
