Birds Flew from His Mouth

.

Birds
flew from
his mouth – larks,
sparrows, swallows and black –
they fluttered forth in strange formations
scribing wild story-land
adventures:
his great
love.

.

Out in the World

.

.

Telling
is the world’s
work: you are told to be
what the world wants: even what you want
is what you are told you
want: you can’t
escape.

.

.

.

A
silence
fell upon
the group as I walked past
with my dogs: I could feel the tension
in the air: those people
with giant
campers
there.

Now and Then

.

.

The
future
can be known:
watch children at school: watch
what they do: the future that forms them
they will form: they become
the future
before
long.

.

.

.

When her
hearing aid
squeals, I recall tuning
the frequencies on old radios:
I wonder what she hears --
what sweet songs
she knows.

Damn Spot

Ms.

Palin,

those of us

who understand the need

for informed, open-minded leaders

think you should stay away

from public

office.

Out.