Small Things

I:

There is no better thing,
I guess, than to believe
that my good thoughts take wing
without a by-your-leave
and find their way to where
they are needed the most;
that way, I do not care
if they remember their host.

II:

There under the carport
in the sweltering heat
of summer, it made sport
among the sticky sweet
passion flower petals,
its dusky wings beating
against the fence metal
in a brief and fleeting
hope for immortality.
Top that reality.

III:

The box is there, outside —
if you look, the edges
may be visibly spied
and looked past, like hedges.
Don’t try to muscle past
taking them for granted;
for they will hold you fast
’til the day you’re planted.

IV:

I walked outside last night
while moon glow splashed the street
and the reflected bright
warmed my still earthbound feet.

V:

Some faith is a madness
not often criticized;
Without questioning doubt,
it is too polarized.

14 AUG 2003

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