Monday, April 22, 2013

Will Surely Fade

just yesterday
starlike they were splayed
trumpeting the sun's yellow
from proud standing stems of onion green

the daffodils today
shrink toward the soil
in shades of brown already
becoming earth before they touch
its humus layer
just now sinking to darker humidities

in the warmth of coming summer
it can be felt that the sun too
once turned black and moist
cycling for three seasons
and returning at dawn

Friday, April 19, 2013

Ready Set

Newspaper said the pressure cooker that exploded
at the finish line was carefully set with
nails, ball bearings, and screws
        planted with a black duffle bag

Today I sifted red soil into a pot
turned in leaf compost and dark humus
collected from the forest floor
last I soaked it down and
        set a seed within 

Saturday, April 6, 2013


Once I was a pig
but I ate myself for breakfast
then grew up into me

Once I was a seed of a sunflower
but I chewed me up and spit my hull
in the sand of the home team’s dug out
and struck out

Once I was a dream
shared by two navels sweating together
but then I came