Roseworthy
bamboo ceiling fans Overhead the
elaborately etched elephant Ivory scrimshaw,
as patterned people cluster in tumbling grasses
outside the wet Redwood fenceline,
laying on berms of brown tipped
South African bamboo shoots.
And like the conquest of the morning dew
on desiccated leaves,
she has sunrise sheer beauty;
and
she is Roseworthy in my eyes.
-Jason-
June 1, 2011
jar of dried jelly
raw berry blue luster
tarnished copper plate patina
ever oxidizing,
sun and air
Stratford to Hollywood,
Woolworth and Woodward.
stuck to glass like a deserted
dime-store dead goldfish,
dried jelly
always tasting
Bitter
always dehydrated
to my parched… but
singed
palette.
-Jason-
June 7, 2011
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