Monthly Archives: October 2024

CLEAN SLATE

Hunter’s Supermoon – Photo: Robbin’s I-Phone


Inhaling darkness spiked with chilled silence
soothes the synapses, spares the soul
with deep breaths released to space

beyond this combative planet and its grumbling
eruptions, its mindless explosions
of patriotic hatred. Ingesting the cool blackness

purifies a moment, relief on an early morning
clean slate to begin with, to try again
to write something worth reading.

SEEING THINGS


The redbud's broad green leaves
float on long stems
from the stump I’ve left behind

half-dozen times instead
of digging it up
to chase insistent roots

with a shovel, unearthing
its bed of fat succulents
outside my window.

So determined,
it has even lifted a flower pot
to find the sunlight.

On light gusts it waves
in the corner of my eye
to interrupt my thoughts

as if a visitor arriving
with something important
to tell me.



BEFORE IT SLIPS AWAY


With so many holes in my memory
what remains seems like yesterday.

I jettisoned the shameful first,
then turned the irrational loose

to make room for the moment
before it slips away.