nobodies in a way
by tanner brockwell
nobodies in a way
the lost semblance
of dreams and inbetween
the sets and yet
anytime i dream
is another world
seems to me in dreams
the way we were
ways we are
on hold for dreams
that appear and drift
upon hidden breaths
that appeared
on the crisp dawn
a season drifting on
drifts that hide
the sleeping rose
sleeps for spring
replenishing dew
crystal
by tanner brockwell
crystal
tone
far from
far home
in the night there was cold
and dark
and the pin points
of night
in night
the message
wrapped in layers
ambiguous
mythic
terrifying
potentialities
whispered as portent
or facts
or field notes
found crumpled
left for refuse
that another picked up
ironed out
and carefully
each scratch and wrinkle
significant
certainly
certain in fact
for it was written
and preserved
and saved
because
antiques are the afterthoughts
a mixed jumble
brought together
second hand
curious that you wrote
by tanner brockwell
curious that you wrote
only once with ink
now every word
flows
imbued
drenched in the sweetness
alluring and rich
nourishing
though plentiful
eternity
ancient bayou bloom breath breeze buoyant dance dawn dust echo emergent fiery flowers fluttering flux fortune ice light mirth morning motion mystery night past poem psyche secret shine silver sing smoke snow spokes spring starry stream streets swirl tea tones vapors wake wind wings wonders
