June 2022
Ed Ahern
Salmonier@aol.com
Bio Note: I resumed writing after forty odd years in foreign intelligence and international sales. There've been four hundred stories and poems published so far, and six books. I work the other side of writing at Bewildering Stories, where I sit on the review board and manage a posse of nine review editors. I'm also lead editor at The Scribes Micro Fiction magazine.

On Shore

A wave takes five heart beats
from break to wash out and
five more to leach back into
its formless uterus.

Its heaving indifference to me
and the sanderlings running its edges
provides assurance that our presences
are merely decorative.

Caveat Lector

Some books are heavy on my mind,
pressing down enough for me to squirm
as memories seep out and leave a rind,
as awkward feelings surge like sperm

Pressing down enough for me to squirm
as unfamiliar thoughts arise and lurk
and awkward feelings surge like sperm
and tidy poses rip apart and run berserk

After unfamiliar thoughts arise and lurk
and bondages unravel and unbind,
those tidy poses rip apart and run berserk.
Some books are heavy on my mind.
©2022 Ed Ahern
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