9/9/11

Dry Leave's Fall (poem)

Leaves drifting on the water
something better to write with
deeper cold currents swirling eddies
rippling through translucence
ponderous surfaces of meaning

Potential reflecting clouds
momentary mirrors of time
sunrises, sunsets and passing aircraft
supporting boaters gone over the wake

From rain gather limitless drops united
leaves mark microcurrents
spinning branch membranes around
water trails to frontiers present
summer has enveloped a cyclical past
opaque plankton bloom faded
bear ready for months of rest
beyond the hard rock that delimits
waters work eroding destiny
with deteminism's changes
while world tilts farther from the sun

Bringing minerals down to the opulent ocean
leaves fall with colors
like bleached out chlorofil papers
from branches crowded by evergreen dominion
into wind carrying raven's catlike plaintive cries
myriad morphemes echo a joy of living
though red colors surpass the green season
washing over forests
new frosts settle like tides of age

Far away where the land is dry
parched dust of social wars decimating dreams
with a brown shrouded thoughtless sky
sharp forces of pressure glittering
schemes in disarmed environments
rectilinear reason reduction's square circles
dull tones of repressive waves
plats, pipes, brickwork towards wheat and rice
transcended by ontologies of faith
moderated by political powers
patrolling streets
removing garbage in efficient dumps
sanitary landfills for new urban parks
where speakers on soapboxes fugue
challenges to destruction
of an ecosphere that is life
structured with complex integrity
grown over cold crust convected

Upward continents receive spirit
as experience encompasses
in field phenomenality
last leaves falling to concrete
moving with rivulets
drifting to shadowed gutters.

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