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Immutable. Nothing left to size up. Un-indentured by nature.
Simple trajectory depicted with conviction. None-the-less mired
in sly raiment. Transparent costume your certainty wears well.

          Invasive

Darker syllables of rhetoric. Bright stiches of terror.
Sprouts thorns on flurries, while the gardener abides, passive,

oblivious their prick may end his pleasure. He sketches a robust garden;
doubles-down with tending words. Brash blooms and odd colors,

his imagination sways − double-edged swords, marvel versus least delights.
A blizzard shellacs his vision’s intent; icicles rattle into dreams:

weaken imagined beauty. Seclusion invaded by fright,
chaste fantasy delineated into screams.

          Nectars

Potentates of dumbfounded flowers, bees seek, coaxed to trespass splendor,
wings interrupt fragrance. Blue birds chirp, and squirrels chatter.

All relish a welcome-call: slap of rope to chap, mare’s steam on cold morning
corralling wild ponies. Kulning of cows across meadows, trampling nettles.

Kitty-kitty. Dog-whistle. Sooey-sooey. Drawl. Parakeet hello-ing from the cage.
Answers delivered on miraculous wind. Kind actions whisper between leaves.

While sirens on a shore must honey my ears, straighten my spine, twists ribs,
I Moses-about, bloom after bloom, to quiz a new burning bush.


Doubters serenade with cruel hymn: engrams of sadness, voids in your safest place. We cannot fall short, and must trust; let joy trace dawn’s last star. Immaculate beauties ease uncertainty: lace your eyes shut as we are always here.

 

To the Beautiful and Useless

Sam Barbee has a new collection, Apertures of Voluptuous Force (2022, Redhawk Publishing). He has three previous poetry collections, including That Rain We Needed (2016, Press 53), a nominee for the Roanoke-Chowan Award as one of North Carolina’s best poetry collections of 2016; and is a two-time Pushcart nominee.

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