Archive | July 2015

FOUR THIRTY

Eight bells on the hour
One on the half-
So chimes the clock
On my brother’s mantel.
“I’ve heard this ring every day of my life,”
as he winds it
like his dad before him
like his dad before him.

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IMPRESSIONS OF T.N.

On the mantel, tall ships with perfect rigging

On the fridge, top grades

In the air, top flight

In the hearts of his girls, no one

Taller

Braver

Smarter

Or more easily wrapped around tiny fingers

Semper Fi

IN THE BACK PINE

Oh, big skulking hawk,

What is it you are thinking?

Chickadees! attack!