Monthly Archives: August 2015
“‘Round”
The veterans are ready, Here, again, Making graves On the county face. . These are our heroes, Who go on shooting sprees On their weekends off, Coiled springs outside the library In the hot sun, . They just saw that sun Going round yesterday, Too, But still can’t seem to think of what to do […]
“To Forsake is to Heal”
The only true crime in life Is refusing to take help When it’s there — . Refusing growth, Refusing splendour When it becomes Your identity’s neutralization, . The peonies by your window sill Grown lonely Before Your crosseyed seance with the rain.
“The Pond across from Irish Hills”
.. “Mother Earth Mother Earth Mother Earth Take pain away” – Jesu … South Bend is unique, in a way, because you go out into nature not only to escape the homogenous masses (not that South Bend really has homogenous masses), pollution and unwanted noises, but to escape aggression, too, from humanity itself. I found […]
“Weeks Seeded”
Caution Is the primary Human preservation mechanism, . And the primary human Vice.
“Music on the Time and Light Chart”
I would see all things renewed After getting Just that little smile, . I’d see the miraculous eyes of the Blond bartender, Feeling the horror At the way her body had filled in, It was those same dark eyes Caressing moments of the esoteric But always to deluge, Always to cascade on to me, Massaging […]
“Roses”
A perfect picture Of panorama possibility Unfolds before us In this life Like roses Buoying holiday cheer’s Chasm between storms and The looming rush Of this infernal quagmire We call hope, So at the end of the day It’s like Michael Jackson said: “Don’t stop ‘til you get enough.”