Fall Out Poem by john appleby

Out there...strung out on a wire, a dead bee floats in a stagnant
pool. A lizard creeps into shadows...a crow falls.
Witness, the silent angel praying for direction, spiraling across
the blank page of stone, followed by a silent sun which crawls
around the face and imprints his image on the day.

Fall out...wire taught then rising in a paranoid arc. The silent angel
white hands outstretched,
shakes down, surrenders to the stone and spins out to face the sun.

Feb 1998.