~ Those dreams again That keep me awake The dreams I have That won’t let me sleep Of those who once were But now who are gone The black cat is mewing For you to come on I’m coming I’m coming I’m coming along There’s no need […] Continue reading
Nature, Unforgiving, Takes back from the living, Recants on committed, Retracts what is given, Reneges. On everything given It strives behind striven, Survives by just living, Nature deprives in the end. Nature’s a Janus faced friend. My mother had died While I was sleeping. Death came a-creeping, Still while a-sleeping; Death came […] Continue reading
every day a saturday each day the same when old savor the day save it away set up some rainy day goal don’t waste one day wishing away each day posthaste as droll five sevenths of life when seen […] Continue reading
the old man lies and waits for again the day, a night, an hour to end somewhere, elsewhere a son’s life begins the father remembers the lad holding ten and wonders, if rather his son recalls him somewhere, someplace a chapter opens on new life, […] Continue reading
~ A bloom of love loses the head a minute an hour grows old. One small child, both lost in the while, the mind a refuge for gold. A new moon to slough a cusp overhead – Behold! […] Continue reading
“Children picking up our bones Will never know that these were once As quick as foxes on the hill; ….Children, Still weaving budded aureoles, Will speak our speech and never know.” – Wallace Stevens, ‘A Postcard from the Volcano.’ ~ Farewell to the ocean, the California sun. Goodbye to great […] Continue reading
where is the pillow where I lay my head where mother’s head lain where mother lay dead where the child still searches where the old child at that where the young mother is where now is the laughter where now are the tears where now went the years where the mother was where ever […] Continue reading
project to project a workday is run lunchtime breaktime breakfast a repast at home round the round cycle ’til the clock says it’s done project by project one done by one day labor working ’til all of it’s gone nonsense in shirking not […] Continue reading
Time’s running out. At a point, you can tell. But you don’t. You won’t notice, you ignore it. And that point begins when close family and friends up ends and begins to diminish. ‘Diminishing Returns,’ the fancier term, I’ll just cut to the chase and […] Continue reading
~ Collapse? Perhaps of the bee population; and then, there’s that of the Monarch Butterfly. No one knows where everything goes; and no one even knows why. Perhaps a collapse in routine regulation, and the social order of the hive. Snow doesn’t go […] Continue reading
~ It was here where I saw you two years ago. Do you still live in the only world that you know? Our worlds are diff’rent, though not – they’re the same. My world is fiction. But, even that is a name. Wallace once called it a supreme kind of game. […] Continue reading
~ In this crazy world we live in, where life is a light flashing wan; where people will rush; where a will is still hushed; bewitched, befuddled, be gone; in a reckless world such as this is, where countless the numbers demand; where all is at stake and nothing can wait, no one shares, […] Continue reading
~ “Out! Out!” With a vengeance, she follows her words with a glare: “Out! Out!” Get rid of it all – Whatever he had, I can get any where. “Be rid! Get rid!” I don’t want it round here. And so went the life of a husband […] Continue reading
~ In the Land O Plenty a tow-head is born to a freshly made married young couple. They had gotten themselves perhaps into trouble, from whence a tow-head got formed. Her family, all farmers, migrate from strip-farms to steel-mills in Depression and war. His, they’re all vets, from Union and Rebel; they’re […] Continue reading
~ I once had Thanksgiving in New Mexico With a family I also once had. That was many, many moons ago; And many moons have long since passed. And I find myself here, still middle-fenced. As some things still stay, some move on hence, And leads me to the story, which follows: ~ […] Continue reading
Tink's ChapBlog ~ Tales of the Tribe. Mythopoeic Verse 