What Lies Beneath...

The Flotsam and Jetsam

of City Life

 lays exposed,

White bleeding Black

into the gutters

lined with sand and gravel

how far do you think

that Trash traveled

or was it deposited right there
months ago,

as the first flakes of the
Storm of the Century
bore down upon

New England
as the hatches were battened,
despite which some buildings
were flattened
as Storm after Storm

left one wonder what happened,
which gods did we Anger?...

 

Mother Earth,

Father Time
and their four Children,

the Seasons Four
is a Myth I've not heard,
perhaps that will be mine to tell,
give me a moment
to walk about
and catch the Spell
as Earth holds her breath,
caught between
the warmth of Spring
and Winter's cold Death...
March 22, 2015