Saturday, December 8, 2012
Poem in the bush
cracked corn in the hand -
there in the bush -
quailish, syllables scrabble.
news from a small town 24, December 2012
Friday, December 7, 2012
Friendly things
It would be friendly to
show up on time, to
say what you mean, to
pop up like a surprise gift
or something exotic,
to forgive lateness, to
expect the best long before
t’other shows up; to
hand out love like lollipops. It would be friendly to
notice what begs noticing,
to say the right thing, right off,
to magically evoke
smiles from tears, to
be seen fully before ever
having to confess.
show up on time, to
say what you mean, to
pop up like a surprise gift
or something exotic,
to forgive lateness, to
expect the best long before
t’other shows up; to
hand out love like lollipops. It would be friendly to
notice what begs noticing,
to say the right thing, right off,
to magically evoke
smiles from tears, to
be seen fully before ever
having to confess.
news from a small town 23, December 2012
Thursday, December 6, 2012
In the company of dirty horses
the barn sighs, as ever, grain rattles
in the bin when the creaky old top
tips open. a flake of hay, some
designer horse vitamins, a splash
of apple cider vinegar, the slam
of a gate and the sough of the wind
and there around the corner, sliding
in mud comes the little mare; I could
have sworn she was black and glossy
but that was September. winter now
in the bin when the creaky old top
tips open. a flake of hay, some
designer horse vitamins, a splash
of apple cider vinegar, the slam
of a gate and the sough of the wind
and there around the corner, sliding
in mud comes the little mare; I could
have sworn she was black and glossy
but that was September. winter now
news from a small town
23, November 2012
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