Pandemic Poems - APRIL 2020
Bio Note: I’ve only been putting my poetry out there for the last couple of years, but have dabbled in writing for much longer. I’ve led a somewhat interesting life, so hopefully you’ll find something interesting in what I have to say. I’ve been published lately in Uppagus, Hobo Camp Review, and Raven Cage Zine.
I didn’t see one downtown like I thought I might like they say there are now roaming the streets of San Francisco but this morning outside the office one rounded the corner glanced at me then trotted down the alleyway back toward the safety of the desert hills his tail and big ears unmistakable in a way it’s comforting to see how quickly the wild things reclaim the earth as their own
Maybe It's a Good Omen
as recent events have shoved in our faces what we normally see only in our peripheral vision... today, I took a walk outside despite the wind despite the storm blowing in across the Sierra crest because I saw— I saw how the white petals on the trees outside were ripe for the plucking and how even without this increasing shadow hovering you don’t get too many days in a year or a lifetime to feel like you’re standing in a giant snow globe but just try to grab them like snowflakes— I did I tried to catch them my hands were quick but their flight was erratic as a thousand mad butterflies and I missed every...single...one
under the Reno arch downtown on Virginia Street it could be a scene from an old western— a deserted street some dust, a tumbleweed blows by as the residents of the town press against glass waiting for two men to meet at high noon except it’s 5 p.m. rush hour on a Friday night no good guys no bad guys no six guns at the ready down the block a sunburned homeless man with a long grey beard paces the sidewalk near the dark barred windows of a pawn shop gesturing, conversing with some invisible adversary perhaps casting a spell... I sure hope so
©2020 Brian Rihlmann
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