The Life of Reilly (I)

I last saw him

Wandering through the wire

Khaki cap askew

Jacket smart with brass buttons

Polished last night

As commanded

Flashing flirty smiles

At the mouths of Mausers.

A vicious frost lay

Kindly on the mud.

From beneath his weary boots I heard

The crunch of ice

“Jack!” I called

He turned, waved, grinned.

I was the last he saw.

CLP  03/11/2018

First Light (i)

In the end of night

Sun leathered magnolia leaves

Resound to beats of rain

Set grass blades to shivery dance

Cracked soil swells, fills, closes quenched

Droplets pool in hollows

Shimmering sheets cover all

Border foliage floats

On the rising flood.

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Earthworms

Souls from the very depths

Swollen, pale pink, choked

Join the engorged slugs

Adrift.

.

Hungry

Blackbirds wake

Throw yellow beaks open

To herald the dawn

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CLP  01/11/2018