Fellow Fall 01/02/23

Spring

Wound and wound again,

coiled and incessantly coiled,

pressed and compressed,

then ... eruption,

yet blameless surprise abounds

Low Alcohol

Imposter to fun,

magi without magic,

claim not the title of fool,

hand in your sonorous cap,

merry companion you are not,

a clear eye is not wanted,

for fear of what it may see.

Shaking Hands

Steady not your palm,

unjoin your digits from stability,

for invisible orchestras you conduct,

with gull-like swoops of shivering fingers,

the innocent tremor portends earthquakes,

for your ground moves below you.