(3 poems)
by Natalie Railoun
Poised Poems
they come to me when I am alone
driving
walking
places where another’s sound is pushed out by
the rush of wind or drone of an engine
spat away by the ocean spume
rustled out by south-easter leaves
clearing a space to make my own noise
Slinky
black cat, emerald eyes
small bandy legs stride steady
even debonair
bringing me your shrew gift
a devoted rub against my ankle
a cat wink smile
Bona fide
sunrise and sunset emerge the same
from the mouth of the shadow spectre
reality could be a hallucination
or worse
a
lie
*
naked in free fall
swindled, out of sparkles
but all light is one light
any warmth a savior
every hand gracious
every breath indebted
to the clouds in free verse
to the creature in free form
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