A crop circle is a large geometric pattern created in a field of crops, such as wheat or barley.
The scarecrow
didn't know
what it was.
At midnight
the moon hid
behind a cloud.
The darkness
was solid
all night.
The light
in the cornfield
in September.
The old cock crowed
it was dawn
and feathers ruffled.
A message was left
in the cornfield
that night.
Noise and surf
blown over,
I remember
Shade of flowers,
they look very mismatched
in my corner here
These city streets
ebb and flow like the sea,
let me
A close shave
of thighs,
my window's je t'aime
I must have walked out —
my nose choked
~with the rain~
Seconds pause.
please remember
the seconds of flowers.
Soaked leaves of green
bereft of rain
with palms up.
The trunk,
a lanky youth -
feet tall, chest out.
Oak peeks, at prism,
looking through
square window.
Big puffy clouds
not seen,
but thunder is heard.
Inside is dismal,
cloudy and gray,
except for tapping.
Four walls press in
to see
what’s all the fuss…
Wisdom grows alone
darkness eyes attend
wakes the light slumberer
Deep in wet dreams
respect waves the buried
grounds for divorce
Wind weather attitudes
cries mount
lies draw out
Greens wild the untamed
beast burdens the walled
shaft and base flowers
the unschooled gather names
foothold finds rest
virgin aroused the sleeper
Taste for the end
tomorrow another day
what was paradise?
A shored life
awakes the old
patience is a virtue
a wondrous light
a way for the world
one way passage
yielding trifles
abundant returns
nameless faceless
novelties in scrolls
constant to air
The Book of Life
accounts tallies
clearly visible
hidden from sight
chance of a lifetime
warps through glass
bottled sealed.
Found in space
possible sighting
worthy of closeup
change of course
wonder on the horizon
a balanced theme
an event of sorts
natural or not
a peculiar thing
mayhaps instrumental
tis unfortunate
no contact
be it but a scene
a wallpaper
our viewing point
seems war-like
set course for home
nothing here but shadows.
MY YOUNGER SISTER
DEAR LITTLE CUDDILY BUBBLY
ONE PIECE OF HAPPINESS HOW COULD
YOU BE SO ADORABLE
MY LITTLE SISTER THE SHINY HAIR OF
YOURS WITH THOSE PULPY RED CHEEKS MAKES
MY DAY DAILY WHICH KEEPS ME HAPPY
THE BRIGHT LIGHT GREEN WITH HUES OF BLUES
AND EMERLAD EYE OF YOURS FILLED WITH HOPE
AND WISHES URGES ME TO CUDDLE THE LITTLE ONE
ROUND AND FLASHY YET VERY SOFT AND SMALL
HANDS OF YOURS REMINDS ME OF MY FIRST
SOFTTOY WHO WAS AS ADORABLE AS YOU
SENSITIVE FRAGILE FEET OF YOURS WHICH DO NOT
FITS IN ANY SHOE OR SOCKS
REMINDS ME OF MY FISRT ONES
BUT MY DEAR SISTER THE HUG WHICH YOU GIVES ME AFTER THE HECTIC
HIGH SCHOOL DAY IS THE MOST IMPORTANT AND
CHRISHED MOMENTS OF MY DAY
Blind to the dark
circles full moon
watches in orbit
Aimless rotation
choice or direction
revolves around pattern
Leathery wings
visionless radar
faceless intuition
Howls in a distant
barbarian expanse
alert olive eyes
Kindly conjunction
shared perception
silent awareness
***
Triversen,
June 10, 2017
Copyright © Darren White
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