Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Combing The American Dream(s): Two Poems

familiar distance 

as that one tear 
welled in my chest
and the sun shone 
a morning promise; 

as memory music 
played branches 
to a breeze; 

windy leaves rustled 
a familiar melody, 
one that I know but 

have never 

Photo ©2011 R. Burnett Baker 

came revelation

along the arch of dawn 
and horizon of wind 

came revelation and 
my awakening from 
the damning sleep 
of languished reason,

bundled against the 
daily gale,

to forge solo into 
garish constructions 
of every others'

Poems ©2011 R. Burnett Baker 


  1. like the first one best...great touch in the close on that one...

  2. Thanks, Brian....I JUST composed a simple melody on piano to that one. If I can learn the techie parts of this computer game I hope to share it online soon!


  3. I look forward to "hearing" your melody. Last night the pine trees made wonderful music in our backyard. It almost sounds like rain moving through, but it was just wind in the pines.

  4. i appreciate the experience of the first poem for the remembering of something that may not have happened before. steven

  5. I really love the first poem. Gave me chills!