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He Listens

He tilts his head upward
Footfalls slapping against icy pavement and cracked concrete
His eyes open against the weight of an empty sky
That pulls at branches bare, rattling without the clap of leaves

The cold cuts sharply through the clouds
Through his jacket and through his bones
Through the very sun itself
Slinking behind gliding gossamer

He drops his head
Footfalls silent beneath icy memories and cracked thoughts
Eyes closed against the weight of an empty sky
That pulls at branches bare, dancing without the clap of leaves

He listens

© Mike Yost

I Traveled from Mountain to Brick

Under a crowd of lowly clouds
Gathered low in their windy homes
I traveled from mountain to brick

I left a muted skyline thick with trees
Gathered high in their windy homes
Above a crowd of lowly clouds

I stood in the long shadow of the smokestack
As leaves of variant and vibrant yellows
Danced like a vortex of amber, gold, and sun

I stomped my feet to wake them from the cold
Then thrust my arms into that leafy, swirling saffron
And danced in circles as a guest inside their windy homes.

© Mike Yost