Ninety-three: Redemption:

Wandering, you dip into a trough the size and shape 

of a grounded sailboat, now a place to collect water.

Most do not put to sea a second time 

in a boat that has seen disaster.

“Tis a good boat and a sound boat

but sell 'er." they say.

A boat in which one was lost will be left to rot like this 

for the tide to carry, no use repairing the unlucky.

This one's bream needs to be scraped and burned. 

Still...

Would be much to feel the tiller against your ribs again.

Main sheet tugging in hand

Both of you... Leaping! Bouncing!

And a silver wake rustling astern.

©️Mark W. Ó Brien 2022

Ninety-Two:

Bolivian is everywhere. Wait,

that was meant to be oblivion.

Anyway, Bolivians are everywhere too

in Bolivia. Which is where you will find 

Oblivion as well. Everything is 

everywhere also. But that’s obvious

not Oblivion. How many Bolivian’s 

does it take to be obvious? 

How many lightbulbs does it take

to screw up oblivion?  What is a 

Bolivian Oblivion? Is that 

where Butch and Sundance 

tried to go and wound up 

continually mysterious  instead?

Nintey-one:

Epicotyl! Cotyledon! Scale…

I have been listening to the 

bud scales pop-off 

as the leaves burst forth.

Next week it will be as if 

the leaves hadn’t left.

They call them 

Bud-scales or Bud-coats. 

All the other parts of the plant 

embryo get fancy names. 

As important as they are and 

everything hinging on them

“I think the scientists really 

dropped the ball on this one.”