Exit Music

I
became
a stranger again
on the stroke of someone
else’s midnight.

saturday music

the rev of engines

the massed masses’
pipes and drums
was music to my ears

be ready

be ready...

as it rains
on your parade
and the rising water
reminds you of seaweed
and turbulence

winter #69

winter’s
discontent
lies in snow unfallen
none of it expected
any time soon