Short Barnacled Poems

Remember watching the tide
The sandpipers around
The barnacled pillars of the wharf
Everything wet, you silky and soft...

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Old Barnacle Bob just bought a boat

The barnacled boat just didn't float

His wife preferred he bought her a coat

I'm leaving you Bob was all she wrote...

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Three corn husk dolls  
in a silvered cove—  
the tide takes two,  
barnacled eyes vacant. 

Our remaining doll frowns,  
drawn by a shrill song  
savage as a sea hiss—
til a gasp ends the siren wail,
a small hand scooping her from the sand.

The doll is carried safely 
to the cliff’s solitary house....

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Breathe elegance
of gray green
lessons in simplicity
blue heron waits

I watch your
minor shifts in moving
I’ve already squiggled
a dozen times
while you peer tall
on your barnacled stage

I’d never seen
stillness so refined
estuary ballerina
extending time.
[Excerpted from the book with the same title by Sean Wiebe & Celeste Snowber]...

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