ARCHANGEL
HER bronzed wide shoulders tensed
like pink marble,
ready to skewer a foe or flee
such classic dignity in alarm
I WILL calm you
proud soldier, distainful of the charms
I feel as essence
before you run away
on smooth sleek legs
fallen then in wiggling centipede toes
frantic on your chitinous back
pinned into place by the archetype
of a remorseless end
dilated pupils
fixed gaze upward from
the valley of decision
as you take a woman’s form again
BE STILL
settle into a regular rhythm
not distraught, not accepting
not a vulnerable
confused bird jumping
at a touch
almost nothing
fragile
I am drawn in, mesmerized
wanting to direct you
but you vanish
like a fairy whose
work is done
or Mary,
Mother of God.
INCORPOREAL
nonparallel
shy virgin
who bewitches
CARELESS of your
gifts
not meaning harm
in truth distracted
WE THE invisible limbo dwellers
bathe in your brief anxiety and lick
like spoiled children
a taste like honey
my slug of tongue struck
silent by your lightning
gaze beyond this balded head,
leaving a burning tree
trunk that will smolder
on the horizon
for three days
a sign