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Monday, August 21, 2017


by J. D. Mackenzie

Image source: Blue Sky Vineyards
via Belleville (IL) News-Democrat
It burns within us, a need to look skyward
toward this thing, so dangerous and rare.

The heavens chose a route
meant to pierce our needful heartland
and gather together long-lost friends.

With all the hoopla and hype Gomorrah
there’s also a cautionary note,
that some things
like Gomorrah and Eurydice
should never be seen
for fear of losing it all.

But what if we knew it was our time
and every thing we did
was the last thing?

That last saved magnum of Margaux
a final, torrid roll around the blankets
and one last, urgent look
at the shrouded summer sun.

J. D. Mackenzie writes poetry, prose, and an occasional political rant. He toils in near anonymity as a dean at a small community college in western Oregon, and lives in the foothills of the Coast Range.