Sunday, May 15, 2016

Breakfast Snow


One does not expect
to see a snowflake Mid-May
on their weather map app

The flurries had flown
in the dark of the night
before it was time for bed

The creaking hall floor
gave reason to rise
early this Sunday morn

Friday, May 13, 2016

You


You,
who are my compass, my spirit,
who guides me through this amazement,
even without my knowing.
You, who leads me to drink the sweet water
that flows so freely in the rivers of your soul.
You, who nourish me with the flesh of your being
as my sustenance.

Wednesday, May 11, 2016

I Dream of Sushi

photo © Mark Butkus 2015
Words on a fortune cookie: You have the ability to sense and know higher truth.

It was at that moment
In the dull hours before the dawn
That I stirred from my sleep

The world beyond my window
was shrouded in a fog glowing orange
Illuminated by the lamppost
Standing at attention

Friday, March 18, 2016

Barra de Navidad


Cometas en el cielo,
Lluvias de estrellas,
Lunas preciosas y hasta rojas.
Huracanes devastadores
Al fin y a cabo esto es vida,
Esto es el mundo.

Thursday, March 17, 2016

The Dirty Sixth on Friday Night

photo © Mark Butkus 2015
It's all about the music at SXSW.
"I got no rock and roll lemon baby
Just got a nine to five lime
That will rim your glass
On Friday night"
            — Random lyric on the Dirty Sixth

Monday, March 14, 2016

Charles Bane Jr.'s The Chapbook — You

photo © Mark Butkus 2012

I came upon you when I was a child
and kept the memory close,
through every feverish year.

My hair was silk from corn; yours,
black as the birds upon the snow
I fed the winter long.

Saturday, March 12, 2016

Maelstrom of Infatuation

photo © Mark Butkus 2008
A portrait of infatuation.

She's very intriguing.
Perfectly sculpted.
A semi smirk always resides.
Her lips share the same hue as the freshest of roses.

Saturday, March 5, 2016

How Fast They Grow

photo © Mark Butkus 2008
Of children and the parents they become.

There are things I've learned along the way
That I will share with you

You'll find the strength of your tomorrows
Are in your yesterdays

In playing silly childhood games
and being taught outside of school