My father was one who best understood the shy verse of sawdust and steel.When he did speak, after aged bourbon by the charred pepper glow of campfire, his words would bring dryness to the dark, the way engine-oiled machine parts are ordered and arranged under the tongue. I listened. More than he knew. I saw how his words had shapes, how some of them circled through the air, […]
reflection
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Having grown bored with wisdom, resting by an old fence of fist sized rocks, chalk whiteas baby powder, the young man leans back and shuts his eyes, recognizing the subtle earthiness of not knowinghow a few drops of water spins sugar nests from grain. George Cassidy Payne is a poet from Rochester, NY. His work has been included in such publications as the Hazmat Review, Moria Poetry Journal, Chronogram Journal, Ampersand Literary Review, The Angle at St. John Fisher College, and 3:16 Journal. […]
Alone again
the scent of burnt cloves and saltwater sticking on her jeansShe thinks about roasting coffee that way but doesn’t. The ocean is restless. George Cassidy Payne is a poet from Rochester, NY. His work has been included in such publications as the Hazmat Review, Moria Poetry Journal, Chronogram Journal, Ampersand Literary Review, The Angle at St. John Fisher College, and 3:16 Journal. George’s blogs, essays […]
A Mountain Prayer
I kneel so that I may remember thiswithout words, this mountain withouta wasted breath speaks and I want toremember the way I felt listened to. So I close my eyes and breathe in the aromaI smell peeled apple and peppermint, mossand dried roses, orange blossom water in my throatand I taste the words of the […]
Where the River Bends
Our memories were Once possibilities ofGod’s timeless perfectionOur lives predicted by Laws of grace, our dreamsForgotten by the freedomOf moments lost and foundAn everlasting river of momentsRushing to fall apart again andAgain, more than a mother or fatherGod is a friend, the one who holds us George Cassidy Payne is a poet from Rochester, NY. His work […]
Different expectations
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Never Judge a Bourbon
By the memories of childhood Judge it by the way it makes you remember Being a childNever waste anything George Cassidy Payne is a poet from Rochester, NY. His work has been included in such publications as the Hazmat Review, Moria Poetry Journal, Chronogram Journal, Ampersand Literary Review, The Angle at St. John Fisher College, and 3:16 Journal. George’s blogs, essays and letters have appeared in USA Today, The […]
Melon
somewherein the biofield farmhands announce youbuttery blondeand sweet Mcintosh apple blushthey gather around your crib of turfand hail you the prince of the undergroundthey revered you the well-rounded one George Cassidy Payne is a poet from Rochester, NY. His work has been included in such publications as the Hazmat Review, Moria Poetry Journal, Chronogram Journal, Ampersand Literary Review, The Angle at St. John Fisher College, and 3:16 Journal. George’s blogs, essays and letters have appeared in USA […]