William Cavanagh Poems

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A Bomb
As a Fractal Poem
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We lie beneath the squeaking trees
An earshot nigh Grand Lake
A breath away from love to make
And feel the fading summer breeze
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My telephone rang one fine spring day
I was certain that I heard my sister say
Your cousin Jim has just passed away
I hung my head in sorrow as if to pray
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Born delight
Soft seductress
Of my might
Fair face at passion
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Bygone, I harboured three girls in one bed. They now
harvest rumpled smiles and yield nervous babble mid
powwow, apropos… “Remember when”? There is
not a word with respect to our hush-hush as we
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My friend looks older every time I see her
She habitually tells me
You look good for your age
You haven’t aged a bit
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Jennifer she strolled a stubborn street
Our motley lot beheld her heel to crown
She was stunning a rank beyond elite
Eyes so cozy cushy caramel brown
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Deficient lunatic, life’s abhorrent bounder
Cowardly species each and all and every one
A dastard slithers throughout aphotic night
Preys upon the weak and fears the rising sun
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I walked on William's Trail today
With many birds of many kind
I heard the words they had to say
The sense of which I could not find
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I tread forlorn, immersed inherent your desert dunes
For outright distance I can purview I am uncommon, detached
There was and remains, relentless sensuous sunshine
That seemingly circumvented and besieged my mortality
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