Tanner Brockwell

the air was fused
by tanner brockwell

the air was fused
the chilling evening
with the be-dusted beam
between
ridges around
the teacup
the hyper action beam
like a guy-wire holding
the two sides of the table
together
there were other beams
they stood silent or hummed
with the pulse of electric life
wonder
marvel
filed away
and then forgotten
until today
when they returned
the acrid dry dust
a distant memory

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my own
by tanner brockwell

my own
dreams come
true
enough or more
that when the dawn
crept silent
but for rustled feathers
of larks in slumber
dreamed of flight
when soared
or sleep
were that flux
the tender foot
upon a green pasture
rolling to the brook
that dappled with crystals
clearer than it seems
any diamond could ever shine
for slept in slumber
could wake to find
the world wakes anew

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when the sun turns
by tanner brockwell

when the sun turns
cold as that chariot
orange hues in the waning
night enters shod
in the silvered slippers
bespectacled orb shine
as time feels like slow slow drops
the firmament less sure
than the fires bright
that picked against the fabric
of the darkened night
there is a feeling of eternity
those fires burnt
a thousand years
what is a thousand
but before
these flames flick and shimmer
and the wheel of night
winds slowly away

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how does the flower
by tanner brockwell

how does the flower
taste to the bee
taste of essence of to be
to see or totally
suffice subsume sublime
surrounded petals
pastel infused
the morning flush
the rising heady rush
wings brush
the kiss brief
lingering
longer and longer
how deep was sleep
to wake to rise
in morning in sun rose
above the wild horizon
that wakes in bliss
after the throes of stormy night
when the rising tide brought waves
that lapped the edge of the white beach
that lingering embrace
while tide was high and nigh
the washing waves on high and high
and higher to the petals see
that full of hints of this of bliss
would place a kiss upon the lips
that warms the heart with a wish

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a soulless estate
by tanner brockwell

a soulless estate
the green tract
street lighted bulwarks
the island minus the sand
the emptied hollow of the once were

once were once

and the shells without roar
of far far shores
are silent
in the roundabout way
cul-de-sac complete

once were once

the dark frames
will in weather
shift into the collapse
of follies and frivolities
gone but for gray foundation

once for once

once we were
the flit wind of flight
that stopped for rest
and carrying on carried
the soft message of advance

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pearl from the darkest waves
by tanner brockwell

pearl from the darkest waves
and hands that reached amongst the silt
diving in the cool dark waters
and finding the ridged flare of shell

gripped hard and lifting
carried in the lung tight burning rise
of the water cold upon the skin
and cresting shouting ho above the waves

and lifted the marine relic high
seaweed and sand clinging tight
inside inside the unknown sight
the darkest orb in this then darkest night

kept to hand to hand and climb into the skiff
oars and hands strongly gripped this find
this rough dull shell that inside hid a treasure new
this was a journey to the heart this was a journey dark

that braves the waves and threat of storm
cold winds blew now upon the deep
and roiling like a kettle thick
this surface shades of black to steep

and night and waves are constant now
they lull the incurious or fevered brow
and all the while the stars are hid
and only haze of luna’s lid

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floating upon the waves
by tanner brockwell

floating upon the waves
like fire
this image of golden orbicity
the rays bending upon the surface
honeyed fluidity slipping
towards the dark house of night
that veil of mystery
flung across the stary deep
soft as silk the warm breeze
upon the skin
recline surrender
let the cosmos observe
as slowly slowly the winding dreams
unwind in time in your mind
slipping as falling leaves left
in another season
fell from the boughs of a high tree
and floating in slow descent
landing upon the forest floor
made a carpet a regal footing
for feet that dancing
reveled in the earthy loam

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stood upon rough wood
by tanner brockwell

stood upon rough wood
the gaps between the dark
dust and seeds blew through and down
the wagon swayed from side to side
earlier in the day
i had my feet
bouncing up and down
pot holes in the road like a rolling
through my joints
the air was cool as i moved faster
late in the day
the evening was cooling
the up turned edge of leaves
rustling with the breeze
meant that the clear sky would turn dark
light showers in the night
a constant patter
and i dreamt of ocean waves

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the intensity of the undulations
by tanner brockwell

the intensity of the undulations
is exponential
is expanding like
fired synapses
chained passed messages
is aware of totality
of completeness
of the surfaced gasp
before submersed
in cyclopean majesty
suffice suffice suffice
this world of deep echoes
sonars rippling across
hidden peaks
the too possible valleys
the slopes falling away
away away the winding trace
there in the primordial
contrasting deep deep blues
the hidden hue
vessels messengers cross
meridians tropics the cold feet
of vast bergs in the sea
the sleep and deep
where only vibrations go

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