The Silence of Being Buried – 8

snow ocean - 35 mm black and white, picture taken out my car window

snow ocean – 35 mm black and white, picture taken out my car window

that’s no knocking at the door,
you know, you know
just wind scaring the trees

do as I say, do

these years have turned
arms to branches
hands to leaves
nature’s cruel pantomime
a puppet made of twigs
master over years

do as I say, do

sit down before you wear a hole in the floor.
I get tired just looking at you.

I sometimes look to see the changes
but a pile of dirt is just
a pile of dirt
until it is a mountain.

The Silence of Being Buried – 5

amputee tree - 35 mm b&w film

amputee tree – 35 mm b&w film

quiet as a swallow that
at the peak of its arc
stops moving
and suddenly drops

quiet as sunrise

quiet as sunset

quiet as the cat that
sits on the windowsill
and watches
the car as it goes

quiet as the sun

quiet as the moon

quiet as the leaves that
sprout and grow up and out
every year
from every tree in the yard

quiet as air

quiet as ground

quiet as the space that
closes over and covers up
whenever
nothing can be done