Natural Events

By Lance Jencks

Trees

on a high angled ridge,

anchor themselves against clouds.

Foreground contours of hills

disappear. Flying bugs swarm,

folks gather: quiet

rustling creatures

in the dark.


Mistakes

walk through his brain:

pigeon flown,

client gone.

loss after loss after loss.

Yet these are the finest fresh apricots

he's eaten; this is the rarest

of stones.

About the author
Lance Jencks has been writing poetry for fifty years. In the 1970s he earned an MFA in Playwriting and a PhD in Contemporary Theatre. In the 1980s he published his verse-based roman á clef, "The Wisdom of Southern California," then toured that region with a one-man show of the same name. Lance has been an advertising copywriter, a stock-and-bond broker, and the guy who hooks your car to the chain at the car wash. He lives today in Newport Beach, California, where he was recently featured in the epic bodysurfing movie "Dirty Old Wedge" on Amazon.

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