because while some truths lend themselves to equations, others are best described in verse


#RVA pipeline









the herons are larger
than i remember, brooding
in their tree-tops. they can be magnificent
when they choose. blue petals

stick up their button-heads
from the green of grass.
there is a new penny glowing
in the mud beside the path,

and a rusted railroad spike
half-buried. a lazy pair of geese
duck their heads in the shallows;
errant seagulls cry like children.

looking out, the current is swollen
with browns and river-smell.
i walk off the sore and the winter white,
sit on a rock in the sand and wish

for the sea. looking up,
there are few leaves as yet
and this, all of it, is a metaphor
for something. life should look

like it is made effortless.
the waters rush high and unknowing.
we too can be magnificent
when we choose.

4 responses

  1. Beautiful images and what a grand ending.

    April 2, 2014 at 7:12 am

    • Thanks, lady! 🙂

      April 2, 2014 at 8:51 am

  2. Like ayala, I enjoyed the visual details of a spring just begun and the way you wove them together. I especially liked ” life should look

    like it is made effortless.” Ah, the art of illusion. Lovely.

    April 2, 2014 at 10:18 am

    • the art of illusion, indeed. thanks, Denise! 🙂

      April 4, 2014 at 3:47 pm


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