Showing posts with label verse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label verse. Show all posts

Thursday, April 9, 2015

Geometry

Chessboard clearcuts
With power-tower pawns
Protecting
Electric station queen.
Checkmate,
Progress wins again.

Nazca lines
Make no sense
Only cars know their destinations.
Circle fields
Rolling
Along tangent roads.

Bridges
Bisect rivers,
Span lakes.
Dams
Divide streams,
Diverted water is confused.

Eric R. Eaton, circa 1982.

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Re-Verb

Ram-impact
Rebounds,
Ricochets off
Rock walls,
Riveting the attention of
Ravens

Rattlesnake shakes,
Re-coils,
Re-enters his
Rodent burrow
Resovling to
Return

Eric R. Eaton, circa 1985

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Garlands

We decorate
Our Christmas trees
And defend such frivolities
As festive.
But it is no accident
That Yuletide cheer
Falls near winter solstice
Each and every year.
Impatient for Spring
We string the lights
Like flowers bright
To guide us through long winter nights.

Color, color,
We need more color.
Break out the holly
And the evergreens
To spruce up the snowy holiday scenes.
Autumn leaves have all dispersed
And flower blooms
Are still far off.
So why pretend?
Why not admit?
We need Nature all year long
To keep our hearts merry
And our spirits strong.

Eric R. Eaton, circa 1988