Gerry Mattia

Yuppie Dragons And Paper Mountains

Climb mountains!
Slay Dragons!
That's what I did
When I was a kid
Now it's too much
All this grownup stuff
Amalgamations
Corporations
Business-like murder
under the guise of merger
Micro-second chattel battles
waged on computer panels
Flash before my eyes
In a plate glass high-rise

Now all my mountains are made of paper, and
all my dragons wear ties

Bernard Alain

Quiet Tower On The Hill

a bronze
horse
rears
in a susurrus
of
familiar
maples

where
stone giants
sleep beneath
the
mossy patina
of
copper clad
hats

I can
hear
carillons
of autumn
past

crisp as
leafy
zephyrs

dancing