Meaty forays,
tangled forums
felt in the blue,
felt along the white.
Native born
in edible spring
a pattern is real.
**
Monadnock
and Rookery.
The rustle
in the grass
is just the wind.
I invented nostalgia.
A pattern is real.
**
The balloon man
turns an oyster
into a twisted heron.
An agent is real.
—
Chuck Stebelton (© 2009)
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