They have taken wing
Filling the flyway above
With their joyful noise
They have taken wing
Filling the flyway above
With their joyful noise
Paul, another Pope
Excommunicates Henry!
What’s that, twice now?
Like the sun and moon
we are, connected and yet,
forever apart.
Destined to pass by, we are,
individual yet bound.
Seeking to “end war”,
Europeans ban crossbows?
What were they thinking?
letting go and letting god
i surrender into sleep,
seeking not to guide the dream
yet hoping for some sight unhid
within the inner fallow fields;
some errant blooming volunteer
unplanted by conscious hand
but offering a hopeful gleem
of fuller life upon arising.
Concealed behind gauze,
Full, round maiden peeks, shyly
Regarding suitors.
—
Below, suitors gaze,
In ardor, upward, longing
A glimpse of her blush.
The soup here is thick
Beneath this dishwater sky
Awaiting Autumn
Atahualpa
Last Sipa Inca buried
At Cajamarca
Saint Augustine’s feast
Lends it’s name to the city
Spanish Florida
That which does not kill
Has demonstrably failed to
Meet expectations.
Devastation reigns,
Forty thousand people die,
Krakatoa, gone.
Conclusion confirmed
There is excessive verbiage
Resplendent discord
“I’m a patriot, dammit!
I respect our military!
I know our service men
Fought and died in horrible battle
To grant me the freedom
To fly the flag of our enemies
Over our government buildings!
Which one will I fly today?
God bless America!
A purple-orange
Rorschach, calligraphed on high,
Greets this commuter.
—
Playful shadow sprites
Dancing amid the nimbus
As they fall to earth.
—
A fleeting instant
This momentary image
Writ across the sky