windrag : poetry : journal

the weigh

windrag — Sat, 25 Apr 2009 06:32:21 +0000

cool spring night. another failure
to attain set goals.
not grasping, not avoiding, who
prepares for sleep?

misgivings

windrag — Thu, 16 Apr 2009 06:19:37 +0000

i rarely go for night walks anymore
and when i do i hurry home
and bolt the door. tonight, i heard a rustle-
fresh vegetables from our neighbor

no insurance

windrag — Sat, 11 Apr 2009 00:51:45 +0000

the doctor sees the lesion on my calf
describes it with an acronym
writes a prescription. i ask for details. he answers
with credentials. i’m not comforted.

back to class

windrag — Wed, 08 Apr 2009 06:21:00 +0000

spring deluge, after a summery week. plum blossom
time has passed its peak. i greet
old friends and meet new ones. the heart still beats
beneath this new striped shirt.

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next generation

windrag — Tue, 07 Apr 2009 04:08:57 +0000

out on a walk, pulling his wheeled elephant,
he spotted Abdul enjoying a smoke,
and slowed down, like he does for new-shaped dogs,
and gripped my finger tighter.

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shorty

windrag — Mon, 06 Apr 2009 06:03:51 +0000

night
poem
write
bed

homesteading

windrag — Sun, 05 Apr 2009 06:08:15 +0000

talk radio in
a plastic bag
keeps raccoons away
miss them now

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blackest

windrag — Sat, 04 Apr 2009 06:31:07 +0000

after nap, walking
“dadú, hold hand”
crow caws, boy answers
head turned left

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hair knots

windrag — Thu, 02 Apr 2009 18:09:09 +0000

the unwashed dishes, two or three days high
the garden, neglected, knee-high weeds
not two, he already knows a hundred songs
what kind of life awaits him?

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parmesan

windrag — Wed, 01 Apr 2009 07:01:04 +0000

he pays the bills. he sings the boy to sleep.
he hears the dishes being washed.
he knows it’s spring. he settles. he remembers
feeling satisfied.

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