sensitive expectancy

spirit is eternally present in endless supply


august turns to renew slumber
to forgive and forgot
like before junior year that hurricane
brushed up
and we all thought it was a joke

something happened there
a sail turned
a knarl came from the shore
every step taken changed
and changed again
the motive of the sands resolve
an immense catalogue speaking up

my youth bore upon me
with brilliance and calm
while the sky and the water
and the city was quiet as the prairie
I recall the texture of it all;
…the silver and the blue…

twenty years is burning up the road
with a thunder I do not want to listen to
I was sober and free and remained so
until the fighting started again

youth and parentage reserve expectancy in the rafters
as a fire creates a milestone
consequence retreats what few witness

but the hurricane came and went
did I that year out into the ghostly shore
the captain with the peerless emerald green sea
find my august and levy…




August 25, 2005


ШАМРО

excerpt from The Grey Fields revisited

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ranch in suspence

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