As the Leaf Leaves

Detached from the tree and

momentarily from the world;

what does the leaf witness?


One already so dead, dry, devoid;

is resentful?

One would think not.

One does not need resentment.


One falling leaf needs not,

the cries of man and his children below.

One falling leaf needs not,

the chirping fowl above.


Detached from limb and life and

momentarily the world;

One needs only

a longer eternity not to need.


Prickly Pear

Languid prickly pear.
Ashen, voracious sky lay waste.
bruise Earth.

Prickly languid pear.
Hold fast against the wilted branch.

Thank the tree for its regard;
the limb that decayed the least.
O’ how my will hangs
as I do above the death
who brought us this rot.
Pear, languid and prickly.
Tenacious pride claws and bites
at morbid despair and lonesome longing;
neither victorious.

Ashen sky dust and burn the peel.

Languid pear.
Pain felt from
the dying of the limb that had more than
you in the end.

Resentment tucked between the anguish.
Who brought us this rot?
O’ how this will fades
unable to deliver
the cut that will end
The branch snaps.

World devoid;
the will of which persists.

Rare Poetry Moment: “The New Ten”

Sugar of the island;


Seclude thyself from

the fingers of the men of The World.


Birds of flight;

softened against the earth; hardened against the sky.

Avoid rest beneath

the head of the men of The World.


Fresh water of the brook;


Bubble, toil, and rush away from

The mouths of the men of The World.


Trees of the forest;


Stand tenacious before the frailty of them;

fortify the earth as it is gouged by the men of The World.


Mountains that challenge the heavens;


Hold thyself between them

the men, and The World.


Salt-water of the sea;


Run thyself down the gullet

of the men of The World.


Cattle of the fields;


Hold thy tongue and stomach;

do not slave to the men of The World.


Fangs of the exiled hunters;


Bare thy teeth against them;

consume the meat of the men of The World.


Children of men;


Remain at play; thy memory will wither of

the men of The World.


Men of The World;

insolent; gluttonous.

Sit idle and fat;

thy follies shall decay beneath the history of The World.