Tanner Brockwell

crafty strange
by tanner brockwell

crafty strange
a flying arc the vaulted
space imagined malleable
soft the innermost
for intellects for time
and as rambling the mind
built in a hundred days
built for no other ways
than the actuality
tending matters
the rathers hads
these shadows fill with luminescence
the orbs shift orbits
bodies in a cosmic dance
a scene a view so a trance
for they were first so they last
in the mid morning middling
first steps firstly
for far and between
so short but nothing mean
we gathered the fragments
beauty in the day

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petals as they lay
by tanner brockwell

petals as they lay
the dried once tender
muted now though once they shone
are crisp and delicate
the tracing of ridges
minuscule but there
there is the hint of fragrance
that would fill the air
the petals were a bud once
that in a day or two
blossomed and bloomed
the smallest too
and for a tiny season they were new
there is a box hidden away
where these petals rest today
and they are memories now
they are past and gone

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stoping watch
by tanner brockwell

stopping watch
achtung slides
tremors of more
vibrationary presage
of rolling shocks
tempered keel
ten years in a day
ten years
waiting is so last century
so now we are waiting free
would for welcome
would is slowing
until it has become
expressible ecstatic
from the vine
any old time
time is palpable
time is something more

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