THE BLANK FLOWER
D-PRESS ~ 1994 ~ ELLENSBURG
Collage by the author
I Am A Clarinet
I am a clarinet
I love the sound of r
with no r r r, no road
no tree, no poetry
Stunned Sunrise
a stunned sunrise
the sky bloody and bruised
I'll be ok
if I can get up
the rest
is gallows humor
Eyes That Cry
eyes that cry
lips that kiss
awake to bliss
everything to see
forget
and see again
You Gave Me A Ring
you gave me a ring
turned my finger green
if you want, you'll get
close
if you don't
you won't
silence in the roar
silence I can hear
Lovers
lovers holding hands
sipping rum & coke
soft bop caress
wailing
lifting
wailing
drifting
Driving Along
driving along, riding along
everything shimmering
the branches in the field
vine maple? elderberry?
wild rose, sage rose
rose of the desert
shimmering along
you are happy
I see it too, even if
I don't know what it is
Up Before Four
she's up before four
stirring up dust
rising with the cows
raising the weather
this also, stretching
far enough
as far as necessary
to find her joy
Space Out
I space out
in the dayroom I
beat myself, so they
put on a helmet
bite at the face guard
in the blackness
after all
madness is only madness
Dream
I wander in a dream
near the ocean's edge
how did this crab
get in my mouth?
defiled by the thing
a puppet on a string
yakity yak
yakity yak
every second second
yakity yak
Clouds
clouds
like smoke
like mist
like smoke
feathers
smoke
fur
smoke
perhaps
each
Light On Light
light on light
a river of light
a forest of light
a bank of light
sharing this sunset
silence is a world
of feeling
whirling through light
