Wednesday, July 25, 2012

In Twelve Words

an old wheezing bull,
cold rain water dribbling
down his black side

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burrows walk around naked,
dark in the troubled night
they dream clothes

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a cold note
in the kitchen,
‘I bought walking shoes
for you’

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lemming doesn’t see hawk
fly in from behind
as I don’t you

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I stir the broom
so I don’t drift
away like a boat

5 comments:

Elizabeth said...

Very focused and controlled. Each piece a separate distinct entity, yet each a different view, perspective, of central object. Together, an incredible panoramic. Hauntinly evocative.

Elizabeth

Elizabeth said...

"Hauntingly"

miskmask said...

What an amazing collection. Enjoyed those a lot, particularly the bull Hadron.

Annette said...

You were able to pack a lot into your twelve words. The picture of the bull, the "cold" note and walking shoes, the lemming flying -- very vivid and often including a twist. Impressive. Annette at http://hoofprintsinmygarden.wordpress.com/2012/07/21/tractor/

Hannah said...

Great writing!! Nice how you collected some. :)