-13 C

low-rise tears in fancy castles
i fail to see those castles now
absentmindedly, i pitch today’s wind chill forecast
feels like -13

fences resolve, dissolve, evolve
like lukewarm fools or friends or both
or honey on toast
noise, exhaustion, script and metamorphosis

by mary ann blinkhorn

across the street – revised

sunflower grows like unreal man
brick wall
quickly advancing in slow motion

face facing east
I imagine him wearing
sundial watch
2003 leather jacket
splash of Egyptian musk

it all takes time
the healing process

noise
peace
the many chaotic beats

the familiar unfamiliar
woven into new decade
leaves me with
desire to paint old furnishings, turquoise
in the midst of noir setting

I walk with unhurried footsteps
in hurried breeze
expression:  a delighted face
wishing I had my camera

by mary ann blinkhorn