Poetry from Duane Vorhees

ALL-PURPOSE FACILITY

You were a noted venue
and I would often rent you
for some special attraction.

Equipped to meet any need,
enhance any intention,
sometimes you’d be my circus,
or you’d flaunt a convention.

But my business wore you out.
Now you’re vacant and condemned.


DEPOSITION

Thinking’s rearranging information
will displace
thin kings rear-ranging in formation



THE DAY I FRUIT BASKETED

In morning I wore a peach.
The sun oranged me at the beach.
Evening brought me raspberried.
How fruitful! How varied!


REPORTING FOR DUTY

Like the Snowy Egret, 
at any given second--
always you will entrance.

To your brushy entrance
I am ordered to second.
I obey. I regret.


DEAR DEPARTURE

Reason, in fact, is irrelevant --
Treason does occur, despite intent.

Butterfly, goodbye -- your flitting's lost its power.
Sigh and sigh, flatter, flirt. Flutter your eyes by the hour.
Fear of your favor's loss finally dissipated,
"Dear," and I learn how grossly lonely is overrated.

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