Out of the Belly

OUT OF THE BELLY

	Highway sixty pours into the Ottawa Valley the same way sunlight rips through the drapes of my darkened motel room. Every Monday I knife my way through the darkness and Algonquin Park to toil in the trade that chose me and rip at the bowels of duty and then every Friday I head back in the opposite direction yet into another abyss. The darkness has impregnated the Darkness. Emerging from the womb I am welcomed in Petawawa (is that Dante drinking coffee at Tim’s?) by the Time Traveler who transports me into the 18th century and my French voyageur past. The timeless river calls…


                                        Ottawa Valley
                                 Reborn, out of the belly,
                                      Darkness…Orion
                               Waves as he fades into the
                               Light. Work is an hour away.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Robinson Jr. Avatar
November 2, 2016 at 11:14 AM
Excellent halibun poem, Phil. You transported me everywhere w/you. Nice cool trip too. Don't work too hard, bro. First poem of yours I've read. I like your style. Much love from the RW (Romantic Warrior.)
Capitano Avatar
November 3, 2016 at 7:14 AM
Thanks for your thoughtful comments. Peace out.
Lawless Avatar
October 31, 2016 at 8:37 PM
..."the darkness has impregnated the Darkness"...Those long lonely pre-dawn commutes can certainly tempt the mind to wander way far afield. Nice Haibun Phil.
Capitano Avatar
November 1, 2016 at 8:43 AM
Yes those 4-hour drives nearly killed me. Thanks for the nice comment.
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October 29, 2016 at 5:01 PM
Very effective imagery, I felt as though I could have been drinking coffee at Tim's too. :)
Smith Avatar
October 29, 2016 at 1:12 PM
It's called The Prettiest Feathers
Smith Avatar
October 29, 2016 at 12:11 PM
Really good Phil. It reminded me of a book I just finished where poems were sprinkled throughout.
Capitano Avatar
October 29, 2016 at 12:44 PM
Sounds like a good book.
Sands Avatar
October 29, 2016 at 10:10 AM
Wow this is a good one. It really brought me in to it.
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