Periodic poetry posts
March 8, 2006
Fog, Wind E @ 5, 36F
Trusting everyone and me too,
keeping right of the yellow line.
On coming vehicles. with surprise
pop out of the vapory shroud.
One good fellow smiles,
waves a country wave
from an unusually red pick up.
Palmer
The Icicle,
roof snow,
ice’s waiting embryo,
birthing water on winter’s warmth.
the icicle,
firmly grips,
drapes the eave, forms erratic stabbing,
has concealed the building you remember.
the icicle,
with full kinetic ice force,
in free fall
can crush to pieces its own clear beauty.
the icicle,
as gravity art,
when carefully plucked, points over,
is plunged into your ceremonial snow bank.
Palmer R. Haynes
9902 Blue Valley Road
Mount Horeb, WI 53572
608 437 4990 plhaynes@mhtc.net Copyright, 2008
Elected unwilling,
unable to enable
raising the fare levy.
Citizenry begrudge paying
for services provided.
Some large advantaged corporation,
on or offshore, is,
willing to name, its right and price
for maintaining its image and tolling
your Golden Gate pathway.
Hence; already,
expose the slippery slope,
the “Exxon-Mobil” White House,
“Xanterra’s” (National) Parks and Resorts,
and “Halliburton’s” Defense Department.
Palmer R. Haynes
October, 2007
October, 1956
aunt Alice provided room and board
I pumped Shell gasoline, checked
tires, oil and washed windshields,
customers all paid cash.
May, 1968
days began and ended on
Whippoorwill calling its name
waking a pleasant foretell
sleeping?, all right, already.
May 1978
we strolled a Zurich alley with Trudy
our new friend pulled off a lilac branch
we were taken aback
back to our Wisconsin blooms too.
Palmer R. Haynes
© May, 2015
Monkshood had begun to bloom
its color unusual for fall, their long stems
waved purple slowly, as railroad wig-wags do,
and, a brisk wind had brought first leaf fall,
spread the deck with a white ash patchwork
my mind’s eye resolved the coverlet to muted greens.
Before my slumber bright sun entered the skylight,
leaf shadows were busily scrubbing the far wall,
upon waking that scrubbed wall still needed work.
Palmer R. Haynes
© September, 2015
before we arrived
May shower, rushed
food and guests inside
first cousin’s friends
crowd cozy living room
and stay dry
guest book is numbers
tall green eight, white aught
we sign on the white
two second cousins
I hadn’t seen for some time
view my family video
over extended on ice
son-in-law explains complex leg brace
knee, immobile down to ankle
couple seated near
are cousin’s church friends
for over fifty years
this stage of life
birthdays, longevity are celebrated
mortality acknowledged
Palmer R. Haynes
© May 2015
Sand Hill’s
Sand Hill’s are gleaners.
Palmer R. Haynes
© August, 2015
Photos by Catherine Haynes, taken at the Audubon crane blind on the Platte River in 2009
Up early
where the air is still, the hand
rail cool
morning birds moan and dogs bark
bus and driver find a gear
to climb Hidalgo.
Pear shaped
carnival striped
pilot flames the burners
canopy cheeks bulging hot air
its rise imperceptible.
Day two
within stripes a yellow Greek cross
majestically rises full
annunciates distant cathedral
its main spires.
Morning
of inordinate stillness
no fewer than seven ships are aloft
hour on hour they pass, easy
destinations unknown.
This last day
solo pilot challenges overcast sky
the rail is still cool
buses make stops, and
dogs bark.
Palmer R. Haynes
© January, 2015
