CC Bloom Poet Free verse

Deep Rollers

There are shallow rollers
and there are deep rollers”
as there are summersaults
that confuse the sky
with knotted dancing
because God is watching

I wish I could see them myself
in Birmingham, or elsewhere
where pigeons plummet
and compliment existence
with their tumblings

Instead, I run my daily miles
past a decaying deer
I can no longer smell
The flies left days ago
for fresh meat

Birds are amazing creatures
that do not need outside attention
and their treasure is in solitude

To continue everyday
      means walking down
            rotting stairs
                that do not bring me
                              where I need to go

I found pigeons staring back at me,
not rolling down the sky
Beer cans
tripped me
along the way
         
To sing for a sleeping audience
and a convoluted world of hapless noise
is to know freedom
is to not question
is to not fear
is to learn to carve the waves
of constant living

It is to know
that God is weaving
with Penelope
a shroud I call
home

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