Summer Values – A Poem

 

Summer Values

Wary and suspicious
a justice buries himself in the
shadows of a liquor cabinet. He lacks confidence.

“I am attached to the sparing of summer values and
grant reconciliation to November’s barren days,”
he says.

The letter from The Office of the Superior
lays torn in half on the carpet. It smells of internal networking.
A dog in a neighbor’s yard lets out a low moan and smells apples
in the air.

“If only his children… If only his children…”
Mrs. Witherbon utters to the crowd assembled
in the parlor who had come for dinner.
They look down at their hands and shake their heads.
“If only, if only,” they repeat in unison.

“A mantra!” the justice screams. “A mantra?
That is my compensation? No more. Please. The blood of my children
will shake the earth!”

Elsa, the daughter of the justice, examines the number of scratches
in the dinnerware and finds it suitable.
She is alone in the dining room except for Raymond the parrot who is
caged in the corner. With a smile she takes comfort in the
secret she has kept.

“It is a temporary madness. So much stress and now this.
What can one expect?” Mrs. Witherbon reassures.
The crowd is uncomfortable with her desperation being so
visibly displayed.
They nod, shuffle and appear concerned.

“Take flight you peacemakers,” the justice warns,
“for I will have your heads.”

In the town of Ruxberg some distance away
The Office of the Superior
asks a young woman if she would like to see a movie.
And she, overcome by the charm of His Elevation,
backs away from him and into the glass
of a storefront window. He can only laugh a chirping
cough-like chuckle in remorse
for the scandal.

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6 thoughts on “Summer Values – A Poem

  1. it is a strange, but familiar … recognisable, world you show; I am never sure if your poems are part of a bigger story (looking at your categories above), but then I check myself ‘stay with what you’ve got’ and I float through the rest with clear notice; it feels similar to watching a David Lynch movie for the first time …

    • Thank you for the comment. Most of the writings are stand alone, and though there is a larger story behind each one, a lot of the background in each piece is left intentionally ambiguous. The categorized pieces are tied together. There are a few others that also share a common storyline which have not been grouped yet, but not too many.

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