Saturday, November 18, 2017

the rippling wind that scatters blues away

the rippling wind that scatters blues away
when the weather becomes cool in Taiwan
as an egret drops a  wet vapor trail 
yonder freight train of clouds
 southbound down the strait
with  dust from a Chinese factory
leaves breath to cleanse Taichung
too bright for sunglasses
brisk for a sweatshirt over shorts
hold on to  your hat of Brooklyn nets
like a dream catcher filtering impurities
from a whirlwind tour of insecurities
dribbling beetle nut juices on the court
glistening red angels of panic
pushing me home without pedaling
in sync with nature’s meddling
further closure with its settling


November 18, 2017

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