Burmese Girl on Richmond

long slender legs
close in on faux heaven

what boys wouldn’t give
to get there

what girls wouldn’t give
to be there

in their ear
a whispered promise

the misunderstood lie
of desire

© 2013-2017 Brian Brown-Cashdollar

I started this several years ago, but was uncomfortable with how it resolved, but I think I figured out what I was getting at. As one of my kids used to say “patience is a virtual.”

Spring Taṇhā

white blossoms
dissolve
into green leaves

vernal petals flurry
towards the greater mass

stayed gently by
concrete, grass, asphalt

and just like that,
summer

Sweet Summer Dukkha

June Yard Work
only seven days into summer
yellow sumac leaves fall

keep mowing!
plenty of time left
plenty of grass to cut

July at the Lake
sunscreen lotion
everywhere

usedta be
just for the beach

usedta smell
just like sand

August Light
half of this imagined season
simply to remind us,
summer’s almost over

autumnal nights
dimming breakfasts
then incandescent early meals
through May

© 2013-2017 Brian Brown-Cashdollar

Taṇhā (pronounced: t ạ n – h ā) Pali for craving, desire, thirst. The cause of suffering

Duhhka (pronounced: doo-kuh) Pali for suffering, unsatisfactoriness

Taṇhā is the cause of duhhka. It keeps us bound to life, to rebecoming, to endless suffering

nwit la la nwa

So many secrets

Are you sleeping, are you sleeping …

I can touch her hand only
while we sing

Morning bells are ringing,
Morning bells are ringing
Ding, dong, ding…

Kiss to her forehead
Good night sweetheart, I love you

“nwit la la nwa” Haitian Creole “the black night”

© 2016 Brian Brown-Cashdollar

A Different Them

Jesus, Mary, and Joseph

was it my Irish gramma Catharine,
or my Italian aunt Josie?

the things we thought we’d never forget

my daughter asked
was I taking their names in vain?
I smiled — maybe?

but it wasn’t them I was thinking of

© 2016-2017 Brian Brown-Cashdollar

Diesel (workshopped)

(Sorry for reposting, but this is probably my first workshopped poem. If not ever, at least in 30 years, I like where it ended up)

Italy to Lovejoy
breathe in;
fuel of work

rounding the corner
William to Bailey,
the sweet heavy cloud
of hauling

motors rumble like grampa
South Buffalo to Lackawanna
before the steel-mill
heart-attack took him

moving product to market
Nakuru, Nairobi to Mombasa
carrying me and once exotic fruit
to port and home

wheel spins center
Iron Island to East Aurora,
accelerate

© 2012-2014 Brian Brown-Cashdollar

Diesel.OLD

breath in
fuel of work
rounding corner
William to Bailey
sweet heavy cloud
of hauling

Palermo to New York
Lackawanna to South Buffalo
Nakuru to Nairobi to Mombasa
Tibas to Los Yoses
Iron Island to East Aurora

motors rumble like grampa
before steel mill
heart-attack took him

moving product to market
carrying me and once exotic fruit
to port and home again

complete turn
wheel spins center
accelerate

 

© 2012-2014 Brian Brown-Cashdollar