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Saturday, September 09, 2023

Adrift in Time

 
—Poetry by L. Dopa, Big Tuna, TX
—Photos Courtesy of Public Domain
 
 
 
SHINY THINGS

In much the same way that a bull’s bellowing
     can summon up a summer thunderstorm, so too
     can a rooster’s crowing seem to create a
morning sky out of nothing, while a roving troupe
     of crows is busy undoing all
the hard work that was done yesterday, in their 
manic search for trinkets and various
other shiny things,
of which they
will some-
times
leave
as
strange
little
gifts to us.
 
 
 
 

 
FLOWER AFLAME

these
old
geezers,
battered by
ancient weather; wind-
torn, new teeth on loan, gathering
petals from water, like green feathers that flow
and twirl
in the eddies, this morning a flower aflame all
         around us as sunrays unfurl.
 
 
 
 

 
ADRIFT

The grave of anonymity, the sweep of darkened
     wings, remnants of lazy after-
noons, forgotten years long past, dates and places
lost in rifts
of disappearing memory
and history, like
all our days,
adrift
in
time.
 
 
 


 
CATFISH

I fear the day when my memory is nothing more
     than an ancient catfish resting
on the bottom of a deep lake, that sees less and less
of the light near the surface the
longer it stays down
there, but then
again,
it
might
be
a
blessing.

__________________

Today’s LittleNip:

MOON
—L. Dopa

The
moon,
white and
excessive,
never so grand, so
pale—silver light on water. Oh
Death. Oh, Love. Oh, boundless skies and moon.
I am ready.

__________________

Kitchen Newcomer L. Dopa is a former truck driver and professional wrestler who now lives in a trailer park in Big Tuna, TX, where he runs Luchador Press and is also a passionate HAMM radio enthusiast. He may be reached at luchadorpress@gmail.com/. Welcome to the Kitchen, L. Dopa, and don’t be a stranger!


__________________

—Medusa
 
 
 
 L. Dopa



 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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