Forgotten Trees

she with me seizes dreams

religiously reaches for 

our deeper blues

summer's dreaded end remains to be seen

we ride to her mulberries full forgotten trees

low under sun gently rubbing some falling

something in this modest breeze

under these trees purple fingers reach pull

seeds in teeth stick between purple tongues

crickets speak maybe scream their humid riddles

slowly we leave behind the guilt of time

only then her thin row of osage

oranges so green

low hills

dipping into

oblivion

 

2.28.2024

jppestana

Forgotten Trees

Still Light

a robin alone

stands well below the frail oak

stripped bare of bark

fallen branches

it's tortured memories

this cloudless moment

closes itself

from nowhere starling crowd a loud field

and a robin stares still

still alone

in still

light

JPPestana

Still Light

2.23.2024

The Glow

it is here he believes

the hard jagged corners that hold

the coldest of shadows beckon

darkened shapeless things

crumbled steps

ceaseless wind

a smiling man (bearded) walking by on large hands greets

his cheer lingers inspires

from nowhere a gliding choir of crow surround glisten

he loses himself in their precious invitations

then unseen kicks over a bucket of discarded words

harmlessly he races away

chasing them

crying out

in his

dis-

believing

glow

The Glow

jppestana

2.8.24