Fits & Starts, Heart Retread, Aubade For Father Poem by Warren Falcon

as yet

not prescribing forgiveness
which cannot be administered
as nostrum but is rather

process

fermentation into
distillation

crud floating on
the bottom some to the top

but diffuse productions
of time tempering & heart-
wear rub

open in places
something ineffable

yet enters or emerges

transports (riding in
the back of a truck
a rutted road)as is
suggested recommended
to unexpected destination


FORGIVENESS


a surprise always one
may AHA in or wake up
into as if








as if out of a long
unconscious state








a distraction
or sleep








heart vehicle retread
ready for further slide
into 3rd or other high
gear in or with what
is unknown ahead but
secure sure traces w/
no rote map to guide


at the wheel at
last the boy asks
are we lost yet?

father in the passenger
seat rests easy

cogent again

again clear

points ahead




drive, he sez**