This hurts and I’m not sure
And I don’t want to guess anymore.
So I clap both my hands
To suggest who I am.
Not for a way,
Not for a guess,
Not for a little bit,
Not for the end.
And I whisper
Into the death of my vision
So I may not know
The next steps to be taken
With wind in my face
And a slump, lacking all grace.
No longer could the gates be closed
No longer were they present
Abandoned
For when the sky
Turned its evil red
A wind swept in
Opening the holes
Receding each memory
Until desolation took hold
And all was washed
White with time
Which left no one
To collect
Fragments of dust
Standing guard
At the gates
They could no longer close.
Today the storm came
It rushed in with winds
Barreling right down
On the home
It tore open the gates
And released the chickens
It upended the coltsfood
And sent the peas all flying.
My worth grows
And I shall remain patient
Foreclose the bank
And sail the wind
For I have a gust
That is like the pen
Silent as itself
Torrent with all rain.
I worked
Against the bugs
Against the winds
Against the offices
Calling my names
And stole my time
Against the setting sun
So I could watch
Another Spring
Sprouting up
Let me loose
Gimme Gumchee
The river is long
Tides are turning
Each breaker I can see up ahead
Rolls like wind
Grasps at stars
And plummets
To depths below
I can’t see.
I believe you are the heaviest
Ounce upon my memory
Gold and glue can wear me down
But heaven within your eyes
Shall be my wind.
Callused and painful
I’ve lost Eagle
Blown in the wind
It went so high
Into the sky
Upon a new mission,
Found a gliding wing
And left me here;
Eagle gone free.
It found me on
One cold night
In Northern Ontario
Blew in on a cold gale
Upon the torn up and buggered banks
Of Huron in a golden hour.
Like a mystic thought gone,
Eagle and me
Our fond memory.
Reverse
Slow slow
Changing wind
Blow me away.
Take me down a wild river
To let me float free
And with my branch
Through windy peaks,
Let the snow
Be upon my heart
As we move about the Alps.
Let me rock and sway and fall
Tumble as a dried up weed,
Feel me, lifeless,
Slip away from grip
So that I may be the reason
Listless and void
Blown away
And gone.