Saturday, April 29, 2017

Lightning Bolt

a pulse of power
forged from sky,
a black flame candle,
a rallying cry

the might,
the knowledge
amidst the dark;
the light reveals
and burns its mark

Saturday, April 22, 2017

Subway Ballet

without words
by shifting eyes
in transit trance
no relief
compete for seats
while the stoic critic
prefers to stand

a musical chairs
of quiet despair
revolves all around
to treat the seats
like Caesar’s crown
and thrice refuse
to sit down

Friday, April 14, 2017

Playground Sneak

the stealth Dad,
for children’s play
one eye over shoulder,
a gentle touch at the gate

cuts into afternoon
shepherd the young onward
through drizzle
and the quizzing eyes
of legitimate residents

outlaw father
stepping softly
across alien space,
a small price to pay
and will gladly pay again

Friday, April 7, 2017

Cloud Language

spy the sultry dusk
an intimate ceiling
burning paths
for living dreams

thank with a knowing wink
that cloud cover,
letting us hunt
in that first light
without a burning glare

eyes wide to drink it in,
that beauty that makes us mad
and forever fleeting,
made with water in air

Saturday, April 1, 2017

The Sunlight Iron Flash Muses

the heat of spring
brings the office people outside
brisk walk
to hide our wandering eyes
as the city aligns
to sight the sunning flesh

such fleeting seconds
stitch together the patch-quilt
of our day,
and fuel us
through carnal night
when our real work
is done