A Reluctant Wind

The bums and the heroes

of revolution

asleep

As drawn to the cosmos

a light

travels deep

He asked for no quarter

playing outside

the game

His legion in shadows

he’d never

explain

Each song once it’s sung

his interest

foregone

To blind repetition

he couldn’t

belong

The critics in reference

enshrining

his fame

As the midwestern

prairie wind

—calls out his name

 

(Ode To Bob Dylan: November, 2023)

Just One Look

She wasn’t a beauty

though pretty enough

Her gait charismatic

 with looks to rebuff

 

He wanted to stop her

he waited and watched

For light in the tunnel

one chance not to botch

 

At last she took notice

his heart beating fast

Their eyes locked together

a fleeting repast

 

Time was suspended

new love in the air

As she boarded her plane

—leaving only a stare

 

(The New Room: November, 2023)