By Colin James
If we continue to ponder
in this proximity
leaving other fatalistic choices
to concoct some realism, then
that's a vole, lower corner left.
Yes it is! Note the pointy head.
Turmoil does not imply tampering
where the eye pans outward.
Well, I don't see any water either
but bogs are tempestuously underlying
like icebergs and glaciers.
Colin James has a couple of chapbooks of poetry published. Dreams Of The Really Annoying from Writing Knights Press and A Thoroughness Not Deprived of Absurdity from Piski's Porch Press and a book of poems, Resisting Probability, from Sagging Meniscus Press.