the narcissus of wind's flower overflowing
to recapitate the heads of seeds
pollen or dander off godDisses fragrant brows, here
in twilight's twin's eye of unborn blue morning
holding the witches in stead of sleep before coffee
errands and yoga behind the wheel
drags human toil into the mudane sects of appearances
as athena knows marble best played
not by eye by ear as fingers
unseen plink the cornice of colonnade in geometric collusion
with golden ear hairs no scissor
ever cut
2017 SE PDX
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Folly and Project
" When the love
Has stop n you
Don't even know
Who they are"-- picnic table graffiti
Check impulses, recall
That love that bore
Children, life, lives, homes,
Laughter and tears
Folly and project
That love remains
Regardless of appearances
Regardless of tense
In spite of what pain triggers
Family is in it
Together
Always isn't innuendo
As mom said
I'm glad you,
We were born
7-9-77
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