Scenes and Takes # 1, 1
Glances from
stilled and slanting
pines
pierce
toward a forgathering
trail of perfectly timed blue-streaking
birds,
escaped from
hands whose grip
on avifauna hushed the angular
diversity
organically
bizarre
in terms of specialized flight,
holding
within its gripping
determination
a hunting disposition,
tracing with identifying fervor
ability to end circulation,
circles, pivots among
branches
and aerial atmospheric
camaraderie.
Scenes and Takes # 2, 1
Bending to retrieve an alive
rendition
of abstraction,
marbled stone
symbolizing whispered, malnourished metaphor,
she
dressed in anti-au courant garb
gazed into the stone's
single eye
enveloped by the stinging presence
of eerie reflectional scrutiny.
Markings exhibit tangible
embraces
collaborating with a signature
whose contoured hand
delivered
nascent nostalgia within
the staring eye,
glaring toward the downward
ensue of memory.
Scenes and Takes # 3, 1
The violin was verbally aggressive.
Its owner, a part-time maître d', part
-time violinist
pretending
to portray
Anastasia Khitruk's
“What Happened and Why?”
the answers reverberating
in mid-flight
categorically conflicting with tonal
gardens, butterflies within a realm
of alphabetic flight.