Category Archives: My Poetry & Fiction

Caveat: Poem #933

My mood plunged in the wake of events: A machine refuses to work. I’m not so mechanical… At least, not as I’d like. So a gloom descends: A rain on snow – Insistent – Melting Drifts.

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Caveat: Poem #932

The saw wouldn’t work. Frustration overtook me. I stood in the snow.

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Caveat: Poem #931

The moon approached dispassionately, with not a glance to either side. A hoary cloud floated by, blurring her pocked, pale face. The earth ignored her, preoccupied with winter and ice. Cool.

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Caveat: Poem #930

Is it possible to write poems about the sprawling internet? All the seething, grasping text that underlies a world – an engineered mind – a clockwork brain: idiot savant soul.

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Caveat: Poem #929

The atmosphere tastes like frozen grapes and snow conceals the doubtful path. I step forward, then sideways. A bird rushes by me. The hill hides the sun but the sky’s blue. A branch snaps. Silent place.

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Caveat: Poem #928

Yesterday it snowed from dawn to dusk. So I stayed in for the morning. I thought the firewood could wait. Fat flakes fell on windows. Still, I took a walk. The road was white. I left tracks, Saw trees, trudged.

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Caveat: Poem #927

Bits of shredded trees all embedded in slopes of frozen mud and snow testify to the assaults committed by machines impelled by profits hungry for wood devouring churning wants.

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Caveat: Poem #926

The eagle circled round and landed in a hemlock by the river. Yellow beak and white head spun. A branch shuddered and swayed. So the raven swooped, changing her spot from a rock to a pine.

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Caveat: Poem #925

The bones inside my head sit and wait. They enclose my meditations, Covered in muscle and skin. But they will have their day. These bones will emerge. Time removes flesh. They’ll become Empty, White.

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Caveat: Poem #924

Sun and blue skies: an aberration. The rainforest is stilled by cold. In winter, here, clouds protect. They deliver slow rain. Without them, skies clear. The heat escapes. Snow lingers. Deer hide. Frost.

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Caveat: Poem #923

Words plow down hillsides and bore tunnels. They carve canyons in melting snow. Semantic rivulets form. The sun glints off meanings. Shadows are dispelled. Bits of ice melt. Ideas. Water. Thought.

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Caveat: Poem #922

No Of course Don’t tell me I have been rude I spoke out of turn The words came unbidden And tumbled down between us Like misplaced pets gallivanting In search of love that cannot find them

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Caveat: Poem #921

There is a rooster who lives next door. He gets a mood at five A.M. I don’t know how he does this. He announces his mood. The darkness just waits. Unresponsive. Cold air hangs. Wind blows. Stars.

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Caveat: Poem #920

So. They say the woman went up the creek, lay down in the moss, and was filled with sadness. The snows that fall are feathers which her son had worn, so handsome, but now he’s been eaten by the sea.

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Caveat: Poem #919

and then the snow fell and blankness blanketed all and angles were smoothed.

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Caveat: Poem #918

no snow has fallen it’s winter without blankness green and gray and brown

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Caveat: Poem #917

The wind sows discord among all the molecules, but each fidgets less.

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Caveat: Tree #31

This tree is a little different. It’s not long for this world – it was detached from the earth, where I found it beside the expressway. [daily log: walking, 2.5km]

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Caveat: Poem #916

the wind turned: northeast; the clouds fled the yukon air and everything froze

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Caveat: Poem #915

clouds never-ending disappear one cold midnight and the stars come out

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