Amulree Street

They came and took the table today

one hundred bucks and they were on their way

sixty years of conversations soaked into its wood and glass

made with care and built to last

sat at by my mother as a child

given to my sister for a while

sold for a song

they came along

and took the chairs as well

 

Eraser

I looked at the clouds and it occurred to me
we are living two-dimensionally
if you look closely
they are actually
where God has erased the blue
to start again anew

Ponderous

I promised that once I had gathered my thoughts
I would give them to you
but on reflection
such a collection
would be
too disturbing for me
and a burden to you