On the Gravity of Apples and the Sobriety of Angels

Never informed by the sobriety of angels,
You have been this way since before

Jesus wept.

I dare not call you capricious,
in describing your erratic disguising;
you remain unbruised

or scared by the gravity of apples.
Yet you are not at all

inconstant,

you devilish dog star rising.

Sirius is called "The Dog Star" It is a binary star and the brightest in the heavens.

I on trail in Appalachia

Rolling down mountains,

doubt fogs all my assumptions.

I am inconstant.

The cool of this morning air,

tempers the ascent of stone.

Corkscrew Angels

Corkscrew angels are surfing the mind

Box Elder, Maple, Elm, Cotton Wood,

miniature thoughts; mighty forests aligned.

Corkscrew angels are surfing the mind,

gliding intent, as if they were blind.

Budding with promise, imminent good,

corkscrew angels are surfing the mind,

Box Elder, Maple, Elm, Cotton Wood.