2007 poem 100

[joel]

Three drab-infested hybrid geese in fallow fields had nested hidden in the light.
Three dusky moments colored freestone peachy shades; they rested hidden in the light.

Like dehumidified and drowsy rain waste, coolness wrested fevers in my ghost.
Like dragon steam-shapes vanish warm from rains, my ghost laid bested, hidden in the light.

A stylish criminal in handsome handcuffs modeled—arrested, apprehended, hid.
An ugly innocent posed pornographic, raped, divested, hidden in the light.

Come lie with me and be my love; and let my love invested prove my worth in you.
Don’t stray, don’t hide—lone publicly confide our love attested hidden in the light.

You’d tint your eyelids, dim your ears, ignore dark midnights crested black as shadowed hills.
With all your senses still have you ignored my soul molested hidden in the light.

Before he died, a stranger man condemned to death requested: Please remember me.
Was graciousness too hidden in the words another jested, hidden in the light?

The cactus on my windowsill is ancient and has tested negligence and thrived.
The potted peppermint I nurture tenderly protested hidden in the light.

A glutton savored me like muttonchops; his heart congested from my richest flesh.
Like Jonah in the fish’s gut—I burned and was digested, hidden in the light.

Fresh upstart aspen saplings still persist to rise; and I’ve detested and destroyed each shoot.
Perhaps is love divine like some persistent tree suggested, hidden in the light.

Where lies my import insofar as I am human vested where thoughts divine transcend?
If you are God and condescend to me, my sin is breasted, hidden in the light.

Three quiet geese had rested hidden, safely where they nested, hidden in the light.
Three quiet moments mixed like wine and water, flavors quested, hidden in the light.

[hester_prynne]

"The cactus on my windowsill is ancient and has tested negligence and thrived"

This line really jumped out at me, despite the fact that I was already transfixed.
Mighty good read
H