Please enjoy a poem or two.
the dip into glimpse of rusted pots
& pepsi cans / potatoes rotting waiting
for eating / an out house with no door to view
the big blue barrel full of muddy water now
only for dishes
the accumulation of trash disdained
by the younger unnoticed
by the elder only one of the kept
down faces the old life
lifted as baskets (of chalk) of shells
up from the Sea of Cortez of feathers
from crow or hawk & honestly
a significant possibility
of eagle, horses
running freely
the heater cloaking brittle bones
my offer to warm leaning in
the ancient’s acceptance
of offerings harsh, burnt, or other
wise kind
allowed to penetrate that significant
vegetational boundary
a mosaic of grassland / barren ground / sand stone and
flame
representatives of freedom
nobility love loyalty
all those words that don’t work
in poetry
Beneath the Suggestion
acrylic on paper
silhouetted stone descent, her ancient frame
hugs a ridge / her cooking fire the nexus
of a vast ceremonial space
she survives the spatial structures
the foreign surveys and lives
the givingway the pears
in gnarled hands
roots sinking to soil eroding
bare roots / bear fruit
peach pits buried / burrow in
this essential surface
dark or as crop
marked in ripening centuries
these trees / simple shrines,
the prescience of ancestors
appreciated from afar
even this small patch of original ground
reveals the cross-stitched meanings
the past favors pieces
hard to assemble becoming
as bird descending
to heaven
the cultivated reverted
fold abruptly and listen
acrylic on paper