Circle Back
The vulture flies in circles
high above the park.
Once, twice, thrice
then it breaks the pattern.
Makes a straight line
for the outskirts.
I feel relief until I
see a shadow
down the path.
The vulture didn't leave.
It circled back to
survey another section.
Once, twice, thrice
then the vulture
breaks the pattern.
The relief doesn't come.
The shadow does.
I am a poet and photographer who likes sports, jazz and art inspired by other art. I served in the U.S. Marine Corps during the early 1970's and was assigned to the Computer Sciences School in Quantico, VA. I have published a chapbook of grief poems, I Keep You with Me. My work also has appeared in publications such as Thorny Locust Magazine, core. zine,The Enigmatist, Veterans' Voices and Kansas Time + Place An Anthology of Heartland Poetry. My visual art pieces combine poetry and photographs, and have been most recently displayed at InterUrban ArtHouse, Johnson County Arts & Heritage Center, Buttonwood Art Space, and The Smalter Gallery.
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