It is a soft canvas you compose upon;
swirl your dipped finger along
and gentle, leave your mark
in a palette you and the canvas
will know.
Straw grass, and sunset across the park
where long-limbed baseball
boys play into
summer, the canvas
slowly collects the sky,
and washes you across it.
There is no not you:
the trees, the children,
the late evening cut grass
and iron-railed front […]
Sleep is averting its eyes
just like you were,
refusing to hypnotize me into tomorrow.
My eyes can’t stop flicking through
the broken pieces of this night,
the fragments that were
almost perfect. Tonight had other plans,
set us up to fall
into the surface of its image
and shatter it on impact.
My apologies don’t fit the pieces
back together.
The sleep I rushed to greet
at […]
September in the Shuswap: mountains layer smoky fall evenings with fairgrounds coffee rich in midnight blue mornings of Indian summer.
The lake’s marshland algae echoes moss-soft meadow green-upwhile peat decomposes, drenching soil that feeds weed-choked railway sleepers.
Over the crest, to the foothills they stand outstretching wings. August yellow sentriesguard the last dazzling rays, waiting for geese […]
