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Open Poetry #43

carnie

serenity blaze
Member Empyrean

since 2000-02-02

Posts 27738

0 posted 2008-10-09 02:30 AM

I think I'm done with days like these
scuffing my bare feet through leaves
that didn't have the sense to change

colors in the fall.

Leaves do not die fast enough
for subtle show of green in rust
like a man who re-arranged

hairs across the bright bald spot

laughing at the sun he grins
hoping that his mustache is
enough to play the old shell game:

Walnut halves are dot, dot, dot

like ellipses in the tall
shadows of the eyes, installed
in the rules that blame the shame--

I caught him, palming them.

Mark Bohannan
Member Rara Avis

since 2000-06-21

Posts 7269
In the winds of Cherokee song

1 posted 2008-10-09 09:57 AM

Step right up folks ... take a chance on the all seeing eye of ink. No worries about visions lost nor discern of the present, only trails to tomorrow left on the faces of a deck of cards we are all to be dealt.

Wonderful to read your insights as usual Ms. Karen. Always the high inspire.

Alison