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Renato N. Mascardo, 19 march 2016

crepusculum

the scarlet macaw climbing
up to its perch settles down

the hillside hues dim
sounds around dwindle away
dusk blankets its cage

renato
friday 18 march 2016

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Renato N. Mascardo, 17 march 2016

afternoon repast

my app
predicted rain
in forty minutes yet
the afternoon sun still bathed the
busy

backyard
the birdseeds on
the ground were almost gone
feasted on by the sparrows wrens

mourning
dove and the four
cardinals until the
chipmunk Chico frightened the birds
away

only
to be chased from
the scattered grains by the
belligerent squirrel Isco
who had

to leave
when Gerry the
shaggy groundhog scooted
in and stayed to savor slowly
kernels

yellow
black and brown on
the abandoned grass and
ground proving once more that size did
matter//

renato
thursday 17 march 2016

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Renato N. Mascardo, 16 march 2016

esmeralda

hierarchy

first the
sparrow then the
wren gliding down to peck
the birdseeds hiding between blades
of grass

followed
by a pair of
cardinals which were mates
bright red and light brown scratching the
dry ground

next came
the large and blue
cardinal mates hogging
the sunflower seeds scattered on
the grass

and then
they flew up all
in a rush and the dove
no longer mourning landed and
feasted//

renato
wednesday 16 march 2016

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Renato N. Mascardo, 15 march 2016

birdseeds on the grass

birdseeds on the grass

when cardinals fly away
when sparrows begin to leave

the red cardinals
the chirping sparrows scatter
dusk is almost here

renato
tuesday 15 march 2016

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Renato N. Mascardo, 15 march 2016

bits and pieces

bits and pieces

i see
your smile on the
face of a stranger who
greets me in peace with a handshake
at mass

you rushed
by the end of
the lane between the stands
at the store/ i followed to find
it was

not you/
the voice on the
phone sounded so like you
until the caller said her name
not yours/

i see
i hear i feel
scattered bits and pieces
of you around me now that you
are gone//

renato
monday 14 march 2016

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Renato N. Mascardo, 6 january 2015

life of quiet desperation

                                   gone by in time

               like a thieving nutmeg that spoils and spreads
                 the eldering crawls unentreatably in spurts
          the buon fresco of the past up in the ceiling of my mind
                    its plaster having brittled and flaked
                has let loose the painted fractals of what i was
                         down a swart and endless void

                 the tense pluriperfect no longer holds for me
                      even the simple past begins to go
     i hear the soundless brittle brattle of fragments of what had been
                    falling slowly and fast away

                          leaving the remnant of my self
                alone in the stark wilderness of my mind//

                                         renato
                               friday 02 january 2015

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Renato N. Mascardo, 28 december 2014

After the Wane

affair

at the start titillation was what we shared
in the end drudgery was all we felt
and in the midst we missed the meaning
of the experience we now call an affair
beyond the pale of the experience we built
pointed palisades and deep furrows between us two
but time dulls the sharpened stakes of ire
and shallows the deep-mined furrows of hurt
until we come to accept that absent of
a relationship we can still choose to relate//

renato
saturday 27 december 2014

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Renato N. Mascardo, 25 december 2014

on goings and comings

in penduluming back

like autumn
leaves in free fall
the years have pirouetted down and
away/ the hegira was mainly mine to keep
the hurt colleted and at bay/
after all these years
i find

in penduluming
back that you still
are steadfast and true/ it was
i who have changed in the exodus of
my heart/ the hurt is gone
i am thankful you
are not//

renato
wednesday 24 december 2014

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Renato N. Mascardo, 9 december 2014

a tedious turn of a loved one's mind

turn of the screw

when you
catch a lucid
moment we share it with
such delight then you let it go
turning the screw that foils
your mind to break
my heart//

renato
monday 08 december 2014

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Renato N. Mascardo, 1 december 2014

just before you extend your claws

purr

you purr
in pleasure and
in need; in bed you do
it with aplomb; i need to ask:
are you pure hominid
or are you part
felid?

renato
sunday 30 november 2014