Migrant

The lady of the lake
sits on a shore-side rock
and looks down
into the placid waters
to see her image.

Behind her image
the sky contains white clouds
that billow into sails
and she believes great undertakings
are about to start.

She decides it is time to take a partner.

Even though the white clouds
portend migration
migration often leads to war
when cultural differences collide
and scarcity replaces plenty.

She decides the partner must be a migrant
so she may lead by example.
Add new blood into the old.
Add new thought into the old.
Add new practices over preaching.

copyright © 2021 Kenneth P. Gurney

Overlap

Tangled chain gold snake
eats its own tail.

Barroom band
layers one song upon another.

Long ago playground scene
currently projects from my eyes.

Uprooted exiles arrive
summoned to a new world

take over bankrupt farms
turn the landscape in preparation.

Though you do not recognize it
the light from a billion stars

illuminates every daylight footprint
each leaf in the canopy.

copyright © 2021 Kenneth P. Gurney

Extricate

At night, while Dora sleeps,
a radioplay detective
examines her dreams
peering through her earbuds
down the auditory canal
and through the translucent
tympanic membrane.

The detective deciphers GPS coordinates
of every separated immigrant family,
with neural pointers to reconnect them,
but cannot extract this information
because the pill prescribed by spin-doctors
sleepwalks America
through another humanitarian nightmare.


copyright © 2019 Kenneth P. Gurney