from "Sonnet" line 12, Four poems

Frenzy
as if ariadne
unwound multiple
threads through
possible passages’
turns in time
to choose all
at once
then he waits for the moment
it takes the bud to open
a hesitation between heart beats
only in the tense demarcation
of the word left unvoiced
silence is no more silent
than the thrum of blood
heard while holding one’s breath
in a dark moonless forest
listening and waiting for the next
twig snap to anticipate his approach
Decision Point

a rabbit a few leaps away
from the protective briar
sits still as his death
near a dandelion and waits
for her to notice him

from “sonnet.” (work in progress, line 12, syllable 7-10)

(February 2-12)

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