Wiiide

Wiiide

6-1-2011


Smiling like an ocean wide
Crisp paper sends me aflight
The planes wings
My feathery wings

Soar like a spirit
Soar
Like a spirit
Soar

And some tell of mold
While secret inner is unbold
Lest they should perk up
Chronos lilts softly

With blood from his mouth
Smiling around the rim
He tells me
He ate all his children

But a man climbed from the gape
To reveal the bloody nurturant rape
Of family, too young to escape
Gods like creatures, men or animals ripe

Oh the lust
And bloodthirsty rust-ic brood
Fuses bust
Families turn on each other rude

But hope-
That suffering will elope,
Like a cascading breeze
Lifting me from knees

And the last whisper
Like the pages unfold when crisper-
To rule the day, not rue
And all misfortune undue

Twer’ the happiest sound
Of the pony unladen!
Twer’ the joy abound
Elated when laid in

James P. McCabe