My angel was an orange canary

My Angel was an Orange Canary who flew away
My Spirit was a red bird who sang to me

from the Heart of a tree that held the moon
My Soul was a Blue bird diving into the sea
my hope was a bubble bursting in gold
My Heart was a runaway target
My Life was like a flying machine or a submarine
MY Fight was with the Sky
my dreams were made of mud and a rib bone
My pride was melting and ready for a fall,
the jester was already laughing
a girl held out a candle to me
i found i was transparent

and i thought these things while i waited

like a bird alone on a roof




  Protest Girl
Petitions
Protest letters
Signing and signing and signing

I opened my heart

and out came a flag
to wave in the wind
to create a breeze
in the breathless air…

something to do
while everyone,
everywhere,
held their breath





  Apple blushing
there were fruit flies clustered on this juicy talk
apple parts with fleshy bits
pinks and lemon yellow
last sip of wine

skin, skinned
blushing all the while
Halved apple, apple halved
three parts in one

skin
seed
flesh


   
 

  Global warming

I tried to take leave

by way of my icy retreat

but the ice kept receding

from my unstoppable blush

and I drowned on my way home

  Insubstantial

he was insubstantial as he walked along
the wind blew through him
and his head floated along at head level

he was looking without meaning
his heart was ticking without feeling

he couldn't feel his fingers or toes
he thought his body had disappeared

He didn't look down

he kept moving to calm his nerves
the constant motion of the cars

swishing past
offering a little peace