A Single Dandelion
life on a coastal
tidal plane emptiness of a single dandelion in bloom it beckons
waves in the
breeze blooms and shrivels in the hot sun poppies aflame
orange and yellow
flaring contrast the green sea grass salt marsh
sparkling sea
glass wildflowers bloom among the dunes innocent crabs
scurry across the
sand leave traces of movements wind footprints on the spool
seek scrapes of food bodies of the dead washed up on the beach
a fin here/an
eyeball there a jellyfish/dull and lifeless a single dandelion among
them
the buffet
rearranged with each new wave castaways upon the shore wanton no
more
June 15,
2016
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Medicine
for a Broken Heart
take
two call me in the morning is there medicine that will cure
that
will heal a broken heart perhaps a splint will do
tears
drizzle down your cheeks is it pain from sorrow and lost
does
the heart still beat with stethoscope pressed to your chest
hear
nothing all is quiet the weeping stopped for one second
the
heart rots gone to seed stands lonely in the fields
your
wandering leaves a trail you tunnel back to place of safety
the
tears return like diamonds at the corners of your eyes
like
waves on the shore emptiness returns swiftly
you
are a saint heaven watches there is no medicine to offer
they
beckon to you from a peak on high it is as it should be
”where
two roads diverge in a yellow wood” so Robert Frost tells us
it
is at this point we will be separated from the one we love
June
26, 2016
2 comments:
Poignant lines.
Lovely.
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