Sky Slope - Barry Denny

[Larry Robinson]

Sky Slope
 
The strange September sun departs
A soft breeze cracks the wall of humidity
Those on the way to work glide above the pavement
Happy as if Second Avenue were transformed:
Ah, a brick lane in an ancient city on the day
Of the morning of a religious revival
When the prophets and clowns come to town
 
Yes, we all deserve the best
Isn’t that so?
 
Looking east: tiny clouds piled
One on top of another
Like stones on a trail elsewhere
Shift your head and the frail blue sky is empty
High and empty
This is the void
Nobody wants to die
 
We all deserve the best
Isn’t that so?
 
If I were to follow the path of clouds
Mind recollecting, backtracking then brazenly
Galloping ahead, never releasing the thread
Of what the sky has to offer
Might I not catch a glimpse of promise
Buried deep
In weather dying:
 
Look at it another way
Perhaps an image of a subsistence farmer
Blissfully encountering
A rare eatable fungus
Beneath a rock
In a patch of barren soil
 
Conversely 
Would the void resurface
 
Dry fissure in the mud

 
We all deserve the best

Isn’t that so?



	- Barry Denny
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