Poetry

A Zeno Kind of Day

5 Zeno poems

Artwork by the author.

Morning quiet seagull flies by
coastal fog waits
the time
sun
shakes the blanket
when gray
runs
down the canvas
angels
spun

Ocean today reflects my mind
distance settled
on shore
breaks
a little wave
for the
sake
these words
make

Artwork by the author.

fisherman stands upon the shore
casting lines in
bounty’s
seas
no cubicles
he is
free
faith in God his
children
eats

Bent over in fields aplenty
they pick my food
it’s their
lot
my ego scoffs…