Unveiled – Argus 2004
a haunting echo from long ago
captures the familiar sound of
wind chimes dancing close and
a sharp note played on a piano is
drawn out by the damper pedal.
everything near is suddenly distant
children laughing, playing kickball or
it’s almost slow.
the wind is almost seen
in the trees and leaves,
it feels like October and it looks
more like childhood.
the smell of fire is burning fallen dreams…
i mean leaves, fallen leaves
that are raked into neat piles resembling castles
waiting to be conquered by wind or a child
as a sharp, high note plays and
sadness leaks out of a memory from