Metaphysical Matters by John Kay

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Metaphysical Matters

Grapefruit wedges fly off my spoon,
shooting back into their membranes

as the geraniums in the window boxes
slither back into their thin, green skins.

A loud dog is swallowing its bark.
And according to the morning Trib,

all the dead cats in Casablanca bounced
back to life smoking short Luckies.

I’m heading home, retracing my steps
in the morning light, limping over lawns,

thirsty, in dog trouble, trying to get back
before the hole under the fence closes.

John Kay

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Manonton Dalan (10/4/2008 3:37:00 PM)
hmmm... too many plants. very nice poem thanks.md

Goldy Locks (8/1/2008 5:36:00 PM)
Interesting compilation of images, John. They overlap in a strangely disconcerting manner. Always such depth and range to your pen. best care, goldy

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