Contemplative poems

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Dave Bonta

Chicken

Be a stranger. In the afternoon, who cons night? Let my hen tell me when the mess paid off. Let be.

Dave Bonta

Medicine

Wind among the sands. I eat oysters all afternoon, walk to keep myself from clock and caudle.

Dave Bonta

Time Lapse

Infinity failed me, and evening overtook us at gray noon. No anchor brought order. I count a knot a night.

Dave Bonta

Ursine

I ate all summer, as much as I could. Tell me a king will come and soldiers drink in the streets. I stay a bear.

Dave Bonta

Default

We let treasure rest— sun on fish. We breakfast on trouble, continue in absence, say no to fox and fool and so go knitting: to be.

Dave Bonta

In a painted sea, what to write? A letter taking tomorrow back? But we sat and drank till drunk and began to talk foolishly. How to change? I drink drink drink, for I find it puts me out of order in the name of liberty, king for a day.

Dave Bonta

Ash Wednesday

Ash overtook me, all joy only a seed on the wind. I went to the alley and bought a cat and a good piece of cheese, I wonder why. As if it is better to be here than anywhere else.

Dave Bonta

Before Orpheus

that moth and the mess he caused a citizen of pretense to my mother and talk I was born.

Dave Bonta

Mindless

Thinking out of the box, my mind left. Little to do but school a school in being, a man buried in being. Brain or pot? Water or wine? Other things make a kind bed.

Dave Bonta