Rocker hip, unstable, loose joint

scarred over, something tight from

the jaw clench to the pelvis. Petrifying

timber, I now lean to the left.


Before derailleurs: symmetry and strong legs

to hilltops and down a somersault spine 

summer grass arms that

held cartwheels, left and right palmed


Clenching, loosing, lifting work

against the slumping tight string

pull of of a pouch collapse of soft leather

around the gut, the pearl

Just walking

Watching my shadow turn around me

a sunstone, bones to water. I dream

a swimmer, slow and languorous



*Two poems in one day to play catch up for the month.


One comment

  1. · · Reply

    Perhaps you should increase your poetic production as it seems to create very positive results!

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