NORTHWEST TRILOGY

I. IN FLIGHT MOVIE
I’d say Seattle’s a city that’ll likely
Set you so free that you’ll likely
Be reminded of the high flight where you might just
Find me, plowing clouds way way above the bird play.



I see Seattle as a solution
Not too much a town to touch down to
Warm outstretched arms on a runway
To catch a wretched, falling runaway,
A getaway on holiday.


II. W A K E
“Guests must remain on the patio”
Insisted the sign in a winded sun.
I read it right there in my Adirondack chair
On a cliff so clearly steep.
I feel I might have fallen deep
Narcoleptically Asleep again, Though surely
The luringly named
Pacific Ocean below
Drew me here, to it’s wake up here
This pace maker peace
could liven this

III
There’s this tree, I took three pictures there.
A tree creatively crooked
& pointing down most of the Oregon coastline.
At least three pictures.
It rather weathervaned the ocean edge
& pointed, as a staggeringly lovely hag
might with her stick. A crow
lights in her hair, & All of it
blown forward
down the edge.