W. Blaine Wheeler Poems

Fall down rain for ships far
out to sea
On other tears and thirsty travelers
bound somewhere
...

Mounting easter orb fuiji flung moves slowly
newfoundlandward eventually and without fail
to uncover again
What had been moon shrouded evenly
...

For a time I was transfixed
and forgot to wonder
and peer into the future.
I did not measure how much to give
...