sky is so nice when
forest tops pass through
it is the fact that bottoms of trees
that troubles me
met a legitimate writer who told me that I should fill the gaps between all the lines my poems
I wondered if he saw the lines or just the columns letters get written on
I hoped he knew the
unknowing bravery it takes to blog a poem thought and
how it could be a legitimate thing
melting into an absence that only illness knows
well, he reached down
while I grappled with color cliches... and then nothing
absence of talk
worlds without hands reaching to help define that thing I missed knowing
she pushed her arms up
outside of the confined space and found a blanket of tiny droplets of water
it was everything she needed
egg and all
above a fog in the particulates of shape
bowl of ideas
meager in scope
full of airplanes taking off
set the fine print
lost before pressed
willing be a wonderment
(edited on 1/02/19 into a new poem
deleted on 11/15/18 because it wasn't enough)
glass of water
by way of minty m&ms which were a dessert to $5 fried chicken and some forms
if you could sculpt a mountain of cold fried meat
dimpled with laughs spit out
down an arched back
fingered by rugged
it ought to be quilt like
sewn low and deep from the word
I was trying to collaborate with my dad
until he started to forget.
But, before that he wanted to make a sculpture of the mother and child.
It would have been an homage to us all.
But, I don't know what to do.
My dad would have liked to remember himself a hero in my work.
I just can't honestly tell him we have that without forgetting something.
make a shell
pure as opal looks in light
forge a will
dug by friends
deep as a mile of joy for every misstep and quiver
might you make amends for that abstract choice
some half of forever
clovered in hindsight
something part of the lightness of sobriety
marked on name tags
forged in mud
Bridget make note...
nothing has been a square
Tonya can you help
My two year goal is to secure a decommissioned submarine for a sculpture... if you have one... PLEASE let me know.