red-blue-red, part 3

poetry will come after you
even if you're in hiding
stalk you if necessary
until you pay attention
come to terms with it
your veins will ultimately
take the medicine
     bleeding is just the beginning

daylight left a blue hue
     far away
     gray mixed in
clouds skirting beyond the tree line
nothing is broken in the earth belly
nothing is left unnoticed
     or unsaid
     in the earth soul

every red maple
waves a thousand goodbyes

--- e b bortz