Brendon

I.Tattered spouts of grain loosely plotted Tamed slightly by the wild slope Slowly stars show faint faces in oncoming Night A Knight of one kind called Leo, Pisces, Orion A friendly moon catechism Great white stop O great white slip Slide down the hill You grains, you amber wavesGolden though you were in light Fly through to skylight stoplight Fowl friends in sky. Candle flame though you may be Light, that in all it’s transitive glow, Just a bus ride to nowhere.Feed and Flourish on candied orange juice That it may take you wherever you want to go. No, none for me. I’ll stick with my eggs and still experience first hand Your travels. Find in you that grain In country car Find in you smoke riseII.Candle flames The twins on top of my tongue So close, but maybe you can touch them? Candle wax moon dripping down Candelabra chain of stars Full from sucking in too much view at once Talisman of Moon slice Sliced melon breathes cool water Through my teeth Tingle, Tingle, Tingle on taste buds Tangled sweet saliva drops Moon shine leaps to my eyes like Candle flames III.Transform oil lamp can Painted to rusty green And my eyes can take no more Run like Snake in grass Run as fast as Slimy Salamander To his puddle. Canned in green rust Up from it! Run from it, Oil.IV.Oil that spins sunlight ‘Round its fingernail Spinning sun in sets Of three.Seven times forty-eight is nine. -He said-No, -I said- Nine is not a number.And Sun turns- Talisman of Moonshine Moon. Three sunspots, A Rabbit’s foot, And change in my pocket To look at a medallion around her neck- The Moon.-Told I to her- To turn that to gold would be too much to ask. Ask instead for the Sun in your pocket.She walked away.V.Three times nine is eighteen. -He said-Close. -I replied-Tail wisps of smoke build clouds of gray Rise fate to clouds and face the wind Climb to windy staircase of night sky, Gray.Fallen to the tone of neutral clay And dirt beneath grass, Clay the deeper of the two.Smoke rises in wisps and clouds Joining its brethren in the Night Fading our kaleidoscope of Fanciful rays and spots of armor In Night Sky Knight.Grab a handful of Night Sky and soil And take one breath of Cloudy Smoke. Falling twisting sky forms in clouds, stars, And Twilight comes like an old man On a pebble trail, One toe finding the smoothest stone.VI. Brook shells bubbling Ocean delta from small stream A gift of purity from heights unknown.A stone skipped gently; flowing through. Splitting Oxygen and Hydrogen As I see it.Trees bubble up from roots I could make one for a house And have a small stove. Forest Floor tips its ferns As a gentlemanly sign Of welcome.>ocean sounds<Drifting into sleep, As the wood of that name sails On a fantastic voyage right beside me.VII. Back, back in grains of rolling hills Leaning slanted slightly avoiding damp spots Feigning death just slightly As if life were just beyond That horizon over there.Pisces Stars Orion Stars Twins StarsI’m a Leo And it’s not out ‘til later This time of summer