Fox In The Kittens

Fox In The Kittens

You're a kite in the crows

a fox in the kittens

the dagger-light thrown

where the poisoned word's written.

I hear your screech by the dolmen

catch your stench in the doorway;

your copper cup's full when

the blood hits the causeway.

Astraea is chained

with a gold liar's lasers

while money's papier-mâché'd

into goblins with tasers;

my gift to you

is a kiss from the razor

to turn your eyes blind

to return all your favors

so the sun rises mild

so dawn saves the child.

~June 2018

I am bitter, furious and heartbroken over the evil being done on our southern border. May all of us stand up for the light, for basic human rights, and stop this vile immoral 'policy' which is nothing more than a cynical political calculus at the expense of helpless boys, girls, parents and infants.  Babies in arms, some, ripped from their mothers and put into cages-- detention centers, internment camps, bureaucratic hells on earth, for the crime of doing as every single one of our own ancestors did, coming here for a better life. There are no words.

Blot

Blot

(Flight MH17)

A glare-dot blotting

a white expanse

bleeding its way

past a bandaged moon;

a silken chill

in a summer sky

a febrifuge, a fool's refuge

burning up by noon;

sudden the strike,
the shattered seam,

the twist in fire
the jackal calls its dream.

Fill the cup

for the hummingbird up,

open the bud

for the bee,

let the grass grow

where bodies were snow;
but remember

remember me.

~July 2014

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Images: Sunrise, 1916, by Georgia O'Keefe

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Hummingbird Cup, copyright joyannjones 2014