C.J. Sage Poems

Inside a snowy blanket which put the trees to sleep,
I heard a fawn.
Out past the window's ice coat in the morning, I
found a sleeping fawn.
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My love and I reside upon the belly of a bridge
with heartbeats of the sky?--the drums upon the bridge.

I've heard of songs that rise at night from pitch black oceans.
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I am eagle; don't be fooled by red silk
heels that sound so much like clanking clay
on hardwood floors where you and I one night
did lay when there was no heat left
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Her back is an ecosystem,
algaeic and wrapped
beneath a canopy’s sun.
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She was a coat of arms
seasoned for the job -- tough
and polished like tortoise shell.
When the women were tougher,
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How difficult it is to love the stupid
in ourselves, not to mention the shortcomings
of others. Each time I stumble from
a pair of platform shoes, how clumsiness
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The small white whales in packs of pods

keep their pacts with us, the fated beasts.
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Drifters, if they could be.
Sometimes, when they think
no one is watching,
they near the barbed wire.
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I was suddenly back in bristles
when I saw the egret floating,
a stretched spline thrown down
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