Tag Archives: winter

Under the bridge

imageOver time she has
Refined her definition.

Swerving channels
Creasing voids.

Elsewhere raised up
In lignum capillaries.

Quicksilver tresses
Gracing lichen knapped greys.

Growing seasons gone
Held fast as a bridge.

She is unphased by winter
Lying poised for spate.

Heliopause 1: Mariners

[northern hemisphere: 23.4 degrees obliquity, perihelion]

heliopause-doodleBlack stroked full flaps down
Over uncast overcast naval greys,
Wingtip taps reflected wingtips
A parallel rhumb line rhythm flight
Ruled over inshore mirror water.
Pulling up in a clumsy prehistoric stall,
A drunken marine shorebound landing
Pitches the branches of this,
Their February isle.

Around again our orbit wheels
Past drear and dreich northern months,
Until anglers rewound cast again
From their wooden clinkers.
When longer days’ winds whistle
And fetch and chop and slop the surface.
And, filled with heat and hunger,
The cormorants quit to seek
Saltier sustenance
From the deeper waters,
Of driven seas.