Appearances

First hands —
off-set illusions.

Seconds tick by —
ghost trios disappear.

There, stillness dances —
round our hearts’ perimeters.

Their favorite Alaskan legends —
renewed and gently resuscitated.

Still, reckless island profile-makers
site seals dotting the Aleutian Chains.

Odd disturbed flights of harvest-mares rise
–yet will only snare the rarest of wooden birds.

. . . . .

Poet: Susan Powers Bourne
Source: Bierds’ book titles
Process: Augmented cento