Dam
Lonesome
lock whistles
never know
why
they’re wailing
but blame
the river.
Pond
I reflect it all
with my evaporating
spirit of rain.
Grackles
Convening
at the corners
of my eyes
to confirm
this life
sentence.
February
For a second
you forget
it’s the dead
leaves
rustling
overhead.
Wake
Coal barge
steaming
north,
waves
rolling
ashore:
the sound
of a soul
leaving
its body.
Overburden
I’ve always been
my greatest burden,
but I bore it
knowing I was
a mountain.
´
Tadpole
When
you’re stuck
in a rut,
everything depends
on the weather.
Median
A crow
caught between
four lanes of traffic
can’t tell
which way
the wind’s blowing.
Ground
Why build
so much
fence
when you can’t
even keep grass
on a piece
of ground?
Ladybug
There’s something
to be said
for silence
when
your house
is always
burning.
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Randi Ward says about herself:
Very beautiful 😊😘