Wednesday, December 7, 2016

Maize Series Poem 4 (1-11)

Multicoloured Maize

The rain and the snow
cannot stop my engine
from running continually
all night, rugged over the rock salt.

Blue Maize

I am in and out of shadows,
feeling the rough bark of tree branches, 
with the moon my only companion.
I will not forget your love.

Maple Tree Angel

I lift the curse over you
of a life in the dark,
of blinds drawn,
and the fear of light.