alma mater
some are possessed
of a mothers
arms and milk
to whom hymns eternal are sung
others of another obsessed ilk
are to a bitches litter born
whose wont is to ravage her young
the former wishes her warmer
the latter for a mater swatter
as this life begins to end
what have I gained to spend
memories of a time to span
my son a joy
from boy to man
the loves of
chanced romances
the losses of heartless bosses
of broken bones and other pains
a vague aching still remains
the traveled world
unraveled through
the play of senses
a seer of desire
a prevaricator of experiences
provocatuer of jouissance
an entire age of renaissance
but now the insight
of in extremis
does not portend of peace
just the void
in the wake of release
Festal pomp
the vestal romp
a clear bell
bodes all well
and noble
upstanding and
forthright pure
sure of thought
shed of doubt
shut of dark
blowing the
fortokened ember
to awaken inner spark
eager to embark
into flame
remembering
that hosanna
is our
given name
In its turn
eclipsed the
sesquicentennial moon
is twice overshadowed
by the quotidian dawn
In reality
the only real
currency is time
whether perceived
to be saved spent
or wasted
it is illusory
cannot be minted
amassed, passed
down, willed
bequeathed denominated
or demised to
it belongs
for the time being
only to you
peeking on tiptoe
through the stained
glass windows
of the cathedral immemorial
constructed only with
fragmented mementoes
recorded on any manuscript
to hand
rocks weeds vellum voice
we erect the elephant
of the blind in an
effort to visualize
a life beyond life
a child’s chant
which may only resurrect
the void we left
glassed with
the first frost
all green dazed
lifeless
glazed with
the redundant shock
the frustrated feral wind
furrowing the lake
with icicle tined rake
harrowing the still blue field’s
unmouldable fickle fluid rows
its cold coulter clawing
unrewarded
by the poor sod
a liquid enigma
becoming rigid
when frigid
enviably able
to return its briefly
furrowed surface
to a placid pacific
state of mind
the forest grays
with annual autumnal
balding
even the corn is
scarecrow stalked
to a skeletal husk
of skulled
yellow teeth
as days end
in early dusk
that scald the
fields fallow
with sheaves of
raked whorled grasses
frosty as the season passes
the coal rimmed
maw of dawn
yawning in supine
circumference
an oracle
to the awakening
gaping gasp
an oral aping
of our expression
on expressing
the primal breath
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