MIRABILE POETICA LIBROS

Verdant privets glint. 

Yet my eyes are drawn to the

red persimmon bulbs.

Beige slabs lit with noon 

ray bursts. Splintered by digits 

of grasping shadows.

Irate red rays grip 

the hills. The all consuming 

dark prepares to pounce.

Peach trees sigh in the 

scorching somnolent evening. 

Brown eagles drift high.

Things taught as being “tough” 

are tricks by snob “experts” to 

keep them on the top.

Capital-, social-, 

commun- …ism - all twist to their

dear parts of the fundamentals.

Line of lush village 

chestnut trees of our youth, are 

you mere will-o’-the-wisp?

Rise of three black dots

on her white nog puncture through

the blurry dawn dreams…

My heart calms as your 

beautiful face settles on

my shoulder at last.

White, apricot pup 

is fetching balls. Roar! Spins to

gaze at a liner.

Burnt orange flickers 

in the dawn “June Gloom” of

late summer: runways.

Azure, emerald, 

quartz. Lapping waves reach, sigh for

white, yellow pelicans.

An hour. A minute? 

Beaming faces danced in droves. 

Scores shone with awards.

Fountain rivets us. 

Behind, the water rushes 

in paths to return.

Us two onboard – Ring! 

Then at the paddles, the joy!

We are enamored.

Vast distance scissors 

our lives, hearts. Hands cannot reach. 

Clamoring for you.