Logunes – No Talent For Certainty

Winter sunsets missed
In summer;
Slow thoughts and sad dreams

on horseshoe bend overlook

so many things we miss,

the watcher sees:

the rare perspective of stillness

We do all see it.

He loves you like he’s

Never loved anyone —

And you never looked happier

Disorientation.

Lighthouse

Lighthouse: disorientation in flashbacks where

Once, dramaturgy crafted

Signature stories of unwoven happenstance

Advice from the wary to the gullible.

Flags

Wave only the new flags:

With those, the

Blood doesn’t show as much

Behold.

I saw the heavens open,

And behold: righteousness

Fell like snow upon farmlands

So elusive.

So elusively glimpsed

Amid the mist and rain –

Last year’s possibilities —