Ecclesiastes

 

I

Drag horse feathers

Behind yesteryears

Heaped end over end

In a pinewood box

I

Tally tarnished trinkets

Skewed round my wrist

Leave laurel leaf tokens

Down long littered trails

I

Bounce words beyond

Bemused canyon walls

Channel futile chants

Enchant no one at all

I

Howl hallelujah

Moo monomanic mantras

Pray to plump moons

Beam syllables into space

I

Swallow fertile eggs

Scramble serpent shadows

Heave heavy yoke

Seep pollen into sky

I

Store silent faith

Married in my marrow

Gulp opal shots of life

Make maps on the wind