Thursday, February 22, 2007

standing and flying

90 p.s.i.,
clean chain, new crank, silent ride.
Seagulls stand on ice.

1 comment:

mrjumbo said...

morning air cheeks' rouge
her and him and me and him, and her
we course down the beach

pancake syrup steam
thawing the crystal-sharp dawn
spills from the diner

we whiz and swoop down
the beach path on our way home
like old circling gulls