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1.21  Legionnaire

Legionnaire

what brought you here

to lay in shade

on the side of this dusty road

bleached bones

smile a response

words could not convey

of a life lived

a goal not realized

and yet

from his natural cage

sprouts flox and daisy

the hated hyacinth

bees’ feast paid for

with a note

a song thrummed

on drunken wings

an ode

epic in scale

scaled too high 

for ears of passers-by

containing

all that bleached smile

would tell

as shade retreats

and sun continues

its flashbulb track

on the side of this dusty road.

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1.22  Plow

Garden loam

rich with scent

of winter’s bounty

death’s decay

rudely upended

by steel interrupting

earthworm’s slumber

an alarm for Spring

cutting head from

ringed midsection

and creating

in its wake

two threads

Clothos must track

if she cares to

follow this innocent

to its writhing end.

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