when toes yawn

9 May

nation no flag
is a kite
ascending in
virgin heraldry
of any which way
darting weightless
above
park of no guillotine;
just nudists,
hackey sacks,
and hands set free
smiling at strangers.

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5 Responses to “when toes yawn”

  1. Millie Ho May 9, 2013 at 1:32 pm #

    Love this! “Nation no flag” is very powerful, and the descent down the poem is more of an ascent to clever wordplay and vibrant imagery.

    • Steve May 9, 2013 at 1:48 pm #

      thank you Millie and in tapestry park,
      the first line morphs into
      “love this nation no flag”

      • kvennarad May 10, 2013 at 4:20 am #

        They’re laying new turf in Tapestry Park,
        but I’m waiting for the dandelions and
        dogs on a random trail.

        • Steve May 10, 2013 at 10:35 am #

          i love it when the drummer of a marching band has to scratch their nose. random chain reaction jump started by something so simple.

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