Sunrise

 SUNRISE

Legends told in rising suns hear nightingales cry in the dawn;

The backbones of surrounding hills release themselves in shuddering yawns.

Blood of ages sear the sky as sweeping sand dunes glitter gold;

Eyes of strangers soak up light and reflect yearnings young and old.

In the distance, mountains merge with hazes gray and frosted stone;

There is no mem’ry in any age of stealing the story for one’s own.

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Pea Pod

PEA POD

‘Tis true, ‘tis true,

I’m not sure what to do.

My brain has turned

To a puddle of goo.

Oh why do such things

Pester me?

It seems I’m a pod

Without a pea!

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Milk and Cream

MILK AND CREAM

you frighten me, you small hard thing

hand-in-hand so secret press

you all soft and comforting

feathers, wool, and cotton dressed

you idiot, you thing sublime

freckles, ink, and form insane

conversation turpentine

always belching, singing, playing

you in my brain, you rooted firm

and stars and light make foreign dream

nothing happens dizzy worm

grinds me into milk and cream

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