submerged
May 28, 2015 § Leave a comment
it is
soft there
under the water
of some kind
influence
as choice claim self
or climb surf to
recognize this as
subtle resurgence
possibly it is
time afforded to
recalibrate
(or as
free radical submariner
under
atmospheres)
a simple continuance of
shouldering
pressure
a holding of breath
(c) 2015 Fred Whitehead
after the cut
May 22, 2015 § 1 Comment
the bandage
ended up just south
of the wound
blood lost
measured
with the scale of persistence
push one foot forward
drag the other
holding out that
with each drop a
marigold will grow
in the path forged
don’t ponder too long
about it all
it
is just
energy transferred
with
every pulse
pumping another
onto the way
for those
who harvest
behind
(c) 2015 Fred Whitehead
a fleetingĀ
May 20, 2015 § Leave a comment
seems
I had just placed bulbs
waiting on blooms
what else,
really,
is there to do? when
seasons of warmth
seem to
pass
in the time
it takes
to stow boots
& fetch
sandals
(c) 2015 Fred Whitehead
reflection of a stage in process
May 19, 2015 § Leave a comment
dark mirror
will not
disavow authorship
of
self knowledge
as conundrum this
point to commence
ascendency
which dawn will grant
becoming
emergent?
(c) 2015 Fred Whitehead
enveloped
May 15, 2015 § Leave a comment
reach
May 9, 2015 § 1 Comment
the procedureĀ
May 8, 2015 § 1 Comment