2 poems by Andrew Cyril Macdonald: “September burial” & “Out of night silence speaks”

macro shot of brown leaves
photo by Wilfried Santer

September burial

Debauched syllables recount him
through soft glimmers held to 
when summer perceives 
its sister approaching.

Because of this we seek hope 
in the frolic of leaves
birches transcend with 

as taut shades partition
namesakes through homes 
shapeless a riverbed’s leaning.

Now its flesh alone recounts of
what under quiet moon are
these bones to harvest

just as we lay them 
dark in memorial.

Out of night silence speaks

Circumstance remarks 
tilted words forward shot 
if from the shadows overcome.

Their attire vaults with 
a trumped set that
wears its peace

along folded arms to wait for.

It’s our best sparkle streetlights offer
of wronged feelings 
un-done

in the lingered afterglow
six drinks propose us.


3 Poems by Andrew Cyril MacDonald : Vegas chapel,  A quick forbiddance, In part disjoiner



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