Deluge Blues

It was full of flowers and bees eating the nectar 

as seconds pass through your skin 

weapons upright held above their heads

their unfurling minds reeling at the task before them

the full edge of their platoon pitched as they were

and a spy discovers the truth that the enemy are

not so bad after all their women all lead to criminals

who's prowess with deadly force and volanoes and cats

drown out all but the salient storms that flutter under his hat

it is as though the man has to travel the same path every three hours 

a lifetime of jumping out of planes and landing safely somehow

while wrestling their wounds deeply under the round

buried as they were while turning up and around

the wakeful shake of that storm that wreaked the city of towers

the people are tougher than that and snorkled in their living rooms

the screaming of the rich many floors up

won't be able to get out to buy their weekly sup

or even walk the dog seventy floors down 

the beginning of the event and the frown as the leave 

after a show with many feathers and snow

but nothing much else as the actor was held

in a traffic jam and so we heard the

outpoured heart of the first to come forth

and speak to the crowd start a movement start a walk

until it is brisk and they shout 

as the wind dances ahead

on them sticks

The drift of the marshes at night
where the walls of litmus slide
over ground amber infinity
grief held back turning into bait
for that evenings fight

a sensible shape
floats along the street
a yellow round soft snow flake
falls relaxes then it accumulates
lifts dirt on the sole of your shoe
leaves you tied to the tracks
your arms spread out just like that
your legs felt like jelly
it makes you giddy like too much telly
it does not matter any way because
they all went away
never understood
never defined

never seemed like that
when we lived on the street behind
the back

It always felt okay
when we breathed
but now you have
left it is hard
to remember when

Silence now
that it fell
from the shelf