Tanner Brockwell

there is in the night abuzz
by Tanner Brockwell

there is in the night abuzz
the power that melds
and joins the motioned
melodic hums of buzzing
coming like the jittered wave
oh way oh way
how the bouncing top
and up and stop to slide
back down again
an energy oh melody
oh how the muse would
and would and would until
could becomes done
a surrender to fine
and finer finds the finest
found like a cherished close
there amongst the underclothes
under down the lilt or sound
sounds out like a beat wave
as if this was once or once
had gave and gave and leaving thus
the gift of joy has gifted life

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your feet touch the wet earth
by tanner brockwell

your feet touch the wet earth
lastly night was a calamity
the sheer alarum come
white heat twisted and cools
found the shard embedded
near the shaded line
is it quiet now upon the face
news filters slowly
the cards for a fortnight gone
traded cigs for a roast
first red in months
is there hunger out there
have the lines moved of late
the last two letters were never replied
i send this on an afternoon

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what sins would lay
by tanner brockwell

what sins would lay
what similitudes allay
the morning found sunbeams
found sheets tight
tucked from the night
in the dimming air
in the cloudy fuse of haze
when all the night was
as it was and it was a blaze
caught in the motion
the lingering commotion
the fantastic newness of stone
small metal gears behind glass
strangers in a strolling journey
by they did they passed
as the envious throngs
in due motion due over do
white light banged night
behind the fuzzy hey
behind the varnished wood flat wiped clean

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