MOVIE scripts don’t parallel real life, where there’s no
TRACKS of music or chances to
ANNEX another take onto film. We
CHAFE at the Producer and Director to no avail.
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Aggrandize
ANNEX more to your domain.
TRACK every win and gain.
CHAFE as limits dim your sun.
MOVIE of you: watchers glad when it’s done.
Out of sight
EnCRYPTed message tattooed on his
FLESH, the messenger travels with social
POISE, knowing no one will check the
POPPY imprinted on his hair-prickled neck.
Not Forgotten
POPPY in her lapel, she entered the
CRYPT with purpose and
POISE- albeit with spine bent and
FLESH sagging. Sixty years hence his face and this place were still not forgotten.
A Bed for Poppies
CRYPT. Cool marble, dim light. Over the threshold, I see a bright
POPPY field, not hushed, not inward, just alive.
POISEd between the two I know that
FLESH is as grass, and grass fades. But first, grass is a green bed for poppies.
Poppy
CRYPT open to the air, the stench of
FLESH and blood and death clouds the horizon,
POISED to sow the seeds for a field full of
POPPY and heartache.
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The Drier Rower falls
It’s a
CINCH he’ll be the DRIER ROWER, the
SHEER ROWER power keeps him
DRIER, also a CINCH the ROWER will row
SHEER over the not at all DRIER waterfall.
The photograph
STIFF, trembling fingers grasp a
PHOTO long forgotten, one
DATUM of remembrance, kids
FRISKing about in the fullness of youth.
Don’t Stop Now
SHEER cliff descended, pre-positioned kayak retrieved: paddle for it.
DRIER moments soon envied, each breath stokes hope of freedom.
ROWER, sore muscled, with blistered hands, feels he can
CINCH it. Just a few more miles across the bay, before the sun comes up, before alarms sound.
Sheer Power
SHEER luck that the
ROWER and her duffer stayed
DRIER than any others- all for her
CINCHing up on the oar over and over- but perhaps it wasn’t sheer luck, but sheer power!